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It doesn't matter. That's just life. It doesn't matter if another gets Chosen one day, all that matters is being Chosen now. The strong decided such things, and daddy was the strongest of all, stronger than anyone, even Huangdi.
The Chosen reached down for his Bident and then carried on. What was the use in telling him what really happened? It didn't change anything. Nobody was there to stop it then, it won't be stopped now. An outreach to help, it was nauseating. The grey ones weren't here to help, they were just here to undo all the work that has been done. Today, they died, for this was the last.
The sounds of fighting ahead, side by side he saw cultists who caught up running past him towards it, retching about the enemies at the Necrotower grounds. The Chosen shook his head and began picking up the pace himself, charging headlong. When he arrived, he saw the grey warriors engaged with his pet. The Undead Beast was whittled down by the cyborgs now, and thought he finished the last one off they managed to take out his limbs until Kilmegurt was left with one leg and his useless tail.
'Zerem, defend!'
A row of men in jumpsuits and balaclavas came forward.
