Octo #510

Beneath the gleaming arches of the High Council's coral citadel, the peacekeeper flicks through streams of bioluminescent data. Luminous glyphs dance in the water, each one a call for calm in a city on the brink. Word of another Chromajelly raid filters in, panic threads through the text. But unlike the Vanguards thirsting for retaliation, this mediator sees another path. A delicate negotiation, a whispered promise to Wraith, and a trade of crucial tech resources. Once again, harmony holds— though tenuously — in the shadowy depths of OctaTech Metropolis.

Collection:

OCTOPUS BOYZ

Owner:

Stierlitz