Octo #264

When the lights flickered beneath the algae canopy, instincts took over. No hesitation, no half-measures—just brutal, unfiltered action. Ghost currents started up again, signaling another Chromajelly incursion, but he’d have none of it. Dive deep into the control nexus, he thought, secure the generator before it’s fried. Got there minutes early, ambush ready—tentacles twitching with kinetic force. They never saw him coming; an intense flurry of bio-lasers and tactical strikes later, the Chromajellies were left scattered, electrocuted by their own chaos. In the glowing aftermath, he knew this wasn't over—it never was.

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OCTOPUS BOYZ

Владелец:

youndie