Octo #414

He glided through the neon currents, his cybernetic tentacles twitching with anticipation. Orders were simple: infiltrate and exterminate the Chromajelly scout team on the outskirts. No room for negotiation, no space for mercy. As he closed in, bioluminescent patterns flickered in acknowledgment—fangs to the weak. The ambush was quick and merciless; the enemy didn't even get a chance to react. His directives fulfilled, he slinked back into the depths, leaving behind dismembered tentacles and shattered exoskeletons—an unmistakable message. The Vanguards' grip tightened, while a sinister glow reflected in the cold, dark waters.

Коллекция:

OCTOPUS BOYZ

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