Wafnyr, the leader of the group, grimaced and summarily executed his second in command.
At the start of the campaign the fresh faced space marines wondered if the fungus was intelligent. By the end they didn’t care.
When the collective hyper-rage finally ended they were sluggish, and confused by the empty buildings.
“It’s like the Wild West, except with dinosaurs. And psionics. We’ll be OK as long as we keep our armrSuits activated.”
“That was the year the geriatric crime wave began,” he said.
Her grandfather bought the island in 1912 believing that the water there could cure any disease.
Until it’d finished eating all of the soldiers, she’d begun to age backwards.