The iron plates press against your padded clothes. It’s hot. Stifling. You're tempted to relieve yourself of the burden. Something shoves you from behind, the crash of steel rings out. The temptation is gone.
The iron plates press against your padded clothes. It’s hot. Stifling. You're tempted to relieve yourself of the burden. Something shoves you from behind, the crash of steel rings out. The temptation is gone.