Board Thread:Off-Topic Discussion/@comment-28009263-20170702193612/@comment-29637681-20171027153019

Before the informant can even leave, Achilles rises up. “Yo FOOL. I feignth that inthury there. The Elethrothoruth can’th harm me; I’ve gothen usethd to their shocks. I’ve learndth how to usedth their blood to healthd my woundth. So the only perthon to suffetr fromth the eelsth...isth YOU!”

“Quite enough already, my friend.”

That same figure, shoving Achilles onto the floor. Despite being only a quarter of Achilles’s size, he effortlessly takes the beast down. He reveals himself.

“Well, if you haven’t figured it out already, I’m the leader behind this whole thing. Achilles here has helped me retrieve metal from around the Rift, and is currently working on reconstructing the Gene Bombs. These Gene Bombs will eradicate all life on this planet, and the tineline will reset. Only then can I rule over this world as a god.”

His obsidian leg clanks against steel as he walks forwards. “Now...Hand me the ivory slab, and your torture will end.”

The informant has nothing on him.

“Oh well. Guess we’ll get rid of you anyways.”

Before his prosthetic hand can carve up the informant’s face, he gets a note from a Nyctosaurus courier. “Oh, a Plesiosaurus with an ivory slab? Is this your friend? Is this the person you gave the slab to?”

Silence.

“No? Either way, I’ll send him a little unwelcome mat.”