Octo #301

Blockade: Hunched over a holographic map in his dim-lit command chamber, the tactician seethed in silence. The Chromajellies had struck again, this time crippling a key algae power line in Sector Zeta. His tentacles coiled and uncoiled with restrained fury, but this wasn't the moment for a rash strike. No, he would bide his time. Just as the whirring circuits of OctaTech's defense grid marked the flow of seconds, he plotted each move with meticulous precision. When he did strike back, it would be surgical, a deadly ballet that would leave Wraith and his anarchists gasping for breath in the dark waters, illuminated only by the glow of their own shattered ambitions.

Collection:

OCTOPUS BOYZ

Owner:

EQC6...6sRD