CCXLIX - Whistle
Since you're staff, you can EDIT this comic!
Well here we are - the long awaited moment where I take a break! Swords will return in a week or so - I've got lots of annoying grown up stuff to take care of. If I list it all, I won't be allowed to fail at it, so you'll just have to imagine me waddling around doing business and synergy and stuff.
I'd just like to take a moment to say thankyou to everyone for enjoying the series, laughing at the happy bits, mourning the sad bits and staying hungry for more. You're a wonderful community.
See you soon!
Transcript
The Four-Eyed Demon Elf and Silvertongue standing in Demon Elf's castle
Demon Elf: We've been spotted.
Harpe and the Mystery Elf standing on the upper floor, Harpe is holding her giant Lake Monster sword
Mystery Elf: Aw crap
harpe: I think they noticed my big sword. Haha!
Silvertongue whistling, a musical sword floating in the air playing the notes D E A D
Harpe's face being sliced by a musical wind
harpe: What the...?
