"ᏆhᎥs Ꭵs ᎶᎾᎾᎠbᎽᎬ. ᎠᎾᏁ'Ꮖ ᏆᏒᎽ ᎪᏁᎠ ᏞᎾᎾᏦ fᎾᏒ mᎬ."
Dark was taken back by Wilford’s words. He wasn’t sure what to think. Usually he kept a calm and cool demeanor but this stung inside of him. He stood there, processing what had just happened.
There was a silence. “Wilford, you don’t really mean that…” He took a step foward as denial took over inside of him, not wanting accept what had just been said.




















