Fri Mar 11, 2016 12:45 am
'Sir, everything proceeds as planned'
'Very good' replied a cold but familiar voice.
Wallenstein sat upon a great black throne, green mist surrounded the floor, concealing the presence of flood like vines.
'Corporal Rhowl, is there any information regarding that team I have been tracking, anything on J85?'
'No sir, but we have captured two them and have thrown them into the Gravemind pit, by order of General Ara'
At that, Wallenstein's eyebrows scrunched in slight anger, the Corporal flinched at that, sweat starting to form on his brow. Wallenstein composed himself, 'Since when did Ara's orders bypass my own?'
Rhowl started to shake, 'Um... ah...'
'That's what I thought' Wallenstein tapped his fingers on the great black arm rests of the throne, at the same time flood vines slithered along the floor toward the unsuspecting Corporal, concealed by the mist; suddenly the Corporal screamed as the tentacles grabbed his legs and reefed him to the floor. Silence followed and the mist settled again...