DontKillBill

Bane was uncertain what to do. He had grasped the idea that the horse was being controlled - ordered, rather - by Chordata. Yet he did not understand why she refused to take a more innocent route to the round. They had not been the closest of friends throughout the tournament, nor had they really talked much at all (mostly due to Chordata's constant fascination with "stalking" her dingo crush) but they had never had any sort of disagreement worth this sudden hatred. Maybe that pill is going to her head, was his thought's only reasoning. The angel continued to perch atop the pole as the horse essence guarded the floor. Her energy never appea