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SIXTEENTH HOUR OF CARNAGE.
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Her body is broken, but her spirit is not. Not yet. She resists. It's foolish, but she does.
Why, wonders the Chosen.
"W-Why not givenin?"
'Because,' she started; 'you did.'
And he was exactly the result.
And it infuriated the Chosen One to no end. Because he did, she can't. And this was no good. No good for him. He'll have to shut her mouth for that. If only he still had his tongue, he thought.
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Resistance. Oh how he'd come to hate it in twenty years.
"Chosen One!" Came the midget, lumbering near; "Word from your Shanlin. The bloody fools failed to share it in last night's outing, too busy slamming pigs to inform us well that the Wei have MAGES in their fold, and confound that, for they foil our spirits in the field. Belkinsir magic, that. And we all know what happens to be vulnerable to that." he added, lifting a pinky towards the Necromancers at work.
'But that is not all, Chosen. Tanks. Tanks are on the way.'
"Tanksh?!"
'Relics they. Seems they'll drag any mothballed junk out the gutter long as it still shoots good.'
>Then the Chosen would infuse spare skin with steel. Make of the abundance of equipment, horror. (ROT AND RUST)
>A breakthrough is imminent in the factory, which they're now dubbing the "Garbage Heap". A blood sacrifice is needed. Midget will be the first. (ARCHFIENDS)
>The Trinity abandoned tanks and treads long ago. How are they getting up such relics to run? It must be the people. The Wei are forcing them to work, conscripting them. Well, perhaps they need to be praying after all. The holy woman will be shown, and then drawn and quartered. (SHOCK AND AWE)
>Time for an exchange. They would agree to send the holy woman and the women back, so long as the Wei does no cross into the streets with those vehicles, and near the residential area. They'll have no choice but to agree. (FAKE DIPLOMACY)
>UNLEASH. KILMEGURT. (AQUAMARINE OUT)
>He called for Ambula Khan, the Darkhan that knew the Address of HEUS. The peasants would be encouraged to rise up against their oppressors, and armed with rockets. (ANARCHY FOR ALL)
>Assault the column, that was the plan. Drive them back! Show them they don't have a chance. (MIGHT MAKES RIGHT)
>The Chosen One realizes what would be helpful here. A rival. The nemesis, for the narrative he was starring in. The one who was to be the hero of Kloa's sacking. The one that was meant to be cheered for. (THE SPECTACLE)
>The Chosen begged daddy for help. (TRUE COLORS)
>It was time to break the stalemate and sow the seed of destruction. With Ogres. (JUST ADD WATER)
>The Wei will kill their own people just as easily, if they have to. This called for a Vengeful Spirit. (CAPITAL PUNISHMENT)
