Emperor
Saintus witnessed the unearthly terror. In his heart of hearts, he knew they
came in their Godly disguises only to do the Devil’s work.
The
guardsman taken hostage shouted, “There he is! That’s the emperor!”
The evident
leader of the armored snakes aggressively propelled the demand-fulfilling
guardsman into the wall, but never broke eye contact with Emperor Saintus.
Before
advancing, Lieutenant Vyper noticed blood oozing from the deep wound left upon
General Calligaster’s shoulder. He said with a smirk, “I cannot believe you
allowed a human to so much as touch you, Calligaster!”
Nothing
excited him more than the shed of blood even if it were his own. General
Calligaster admired how it embellished his muscularity and gravitated to the
ivory floor.
“The blood I shed on this land marks the
territory in which I have laid my warpath!”
Fetal positioned against the wall;
it must’ve been all in the guardsman’s head when Emperor Saintus cried for him
to run, because those words never left his mouth. The Emperor sweated bullets
for the unlikely accomplice as General Calligaster raised a foot to his head.
“Die,
human!”
He could do
nothing but watch the giant snake unleash his frustration against the human
race when he stomped that poor soul’s skull in. A dismayed Emperor Saintus
raced back into the medical ward and held as tight as he could his wife and
newborn daughter.
Dr. Novich
wondered what had the Emperor so spooked. He peaked outside.
“Doctor, get
away from the door!” he shouted from across the gurney.
The
majestic rattlesnake’s grimace was the doctor’s last sight. With fingertips
sharp as needles, King Venomous punctured his scrawny chest. Blood was spouted
all over.
Empress Leona screamed, “This isn’t
real! This can’t be happening!”
Between
long, sharp fangs lashed a split-tongue when the armored monstrosity proceeded
to tear through the Doctor’s chest. All anyone saw was this bloodied, black,
and scaly arm exited from the spinal column. In an outrage, he threw a lifeless
Dr. Novich into a surgical table.
The
terrified family stayed huddled together on the gurney as they were approached
by the murderous reptilian triune. Empress Leona could only pray that her
husband’s protective embrace was enough to keep them safe, but God mustn’t have
been listening that day.
Dr.
Novich's heart dripped from King Venomous’ palm. The King raised the dead muscle
to their horror-drenched faces and wrung it like an over-absorbent sponge.
“I come in
peace!”
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