#rolon

Roland Orzabal. Age 25 and 60 respectively. Accepting his Ivor Novello, 1986/2021

curt: *covering his face in embarrassment on the inside, but roland is looking at him on the outside so he has to wave awkwardly*

Alternatively-

derken... eskiden bizim büyüklerimiz (anneler, teyzeler vs.) ter kokmazdı diye konuşurken nihayet "nasıl oluyordu da oluyordu" diye sormak aklıma geldi. limon, sirke, karbonat vs. sürdüklerini söylediler. üstelik bu bitkisel çözümler kokuyu bastırmak yerine kokuya sebep olan bakterileri yok ediyorlar ve bunu ter bezlerine zarar vermeden yapıyorlar

paylaştığım bağlantıda çok güzel yöntemler var. ben ilk etapta limon ve karbonat denedim ve sonuç harika

Allah razı olsun bu bigilere ulaşmamıza vesile olanlardan

This chapter was just full on action as Ohma and Rolon look to get the upperhand. No other substories feature in this chapter. Just the two captains of their teams looking to secure the win that seals the fate of both organizations. As such there is not a whole lot to talk about here in terms of story besides Rolon is insanely strong and Ohma is a beast.

(Think I was kidding about him being a beast?)

The art was fantastic as always and the action that it portrays is excellent. The beauty of this series is that while it slips into the fantastical realm of special moves that can border on impossible it just as often keeps itself grounded.

(Rolon is easily one of the cooler characters in purgatory.)

In one instance you will see someone fix an arm that is clearly broken by...magical technique. In the other instance you will see some amazing references to judo techniques. Back to the chapter though. Both fighters seem to be well matched as it feels like a more equal exchange than a few of the past chapters. The problem however is that someone has to lose.

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