[A/N: If we hit 100 Cumulative Golden Tickets by April 30th, I will drop a 3-chapter mass release on May 1st.]
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Chapter 67: The Molecular Breakdown
Lord Therion snapped his fingers with an arrogant, theatrical flourish.
The three towering Orc Crawler Chimeras responded instantly, roaring in perfect unison to execute their master's twisted will.
ROAAARRR!
They charged forward with terrifying, unnatural speed.
Their massive clawed feet tore into the stone floor, shaking the very foundation of the underground laboratory with a heavy and rhythmic beat.
THUD! THUD! THUD!
The beasts were completely mindless, driven entirely by the glowing subjugation runes etched deeply into their elongated skulls.
They were a grotesque fusion of Orc muscle and Slag-Crawler plating, making them the perfect, disposable weapons for the purist noble.
"I have got the big ones, boss!" Rolf shouted, his golden eyes flashing with ancestral thrill.
"These ugly bastards are mine!"
