Octo #766

Not lookin' good down here. The pulsing hum of the bioluminescent coral was the only thing keeping him from losing his mind. Shadows darted in the periphery—Chromajellies, always Chromajellies. They’d blasted the defense grid again, third time this cycle. Had to stay sharp, couldn’t let the Vanguards down, especially not Blockade. Real question was, how much longer before the High Council's diplomacy talk got everybody killed? His suckers clenched around the makeshift spear, eyes scanning for a shimmer in the water, a hint of betrayal—ready for the next fight, always.

Collection:

OCTOPUS BOYZ

Owner:

EQA6...MU6u