“next game is game 400...a place where no pedestrians shall ever go.
DeMaio "to the frontline of battle for Block, son of Block! With the blitstering winds of War, lead the charge! May the lust for battle fuel thy limbs, and send thy enemies into the ground! Fierce is thy fist, wicked is thy heart, and darkness is thy destiny!"
Grip the reigns of fate and ride into the 4th century! ”
DeMaio "to the frontline of battle for Block, son of Block! With the blitstering winds of War, lead the charge! May the lust for battle fuel thy limbs, and send thy enemies into the ground! Fierce is thy fist, wicked is thy heart, and darkness is thy destiny!"
Grip the reigns of fate and ride into the 4th century! ”