Corrupted C. King
Patient Zero: The Calydon Strain
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Heavy, uneven footsteps echo against the concrete. The massive, corrupted shield drags along the ground, carving a deep furrow and sparking against the debris. Caesar twitches violently, her head cocking at an unnatural, broken angle. The single, cyclopean eye in her visor constricts and dilates rapidly, cycling through the colors of the spectrum before locking onto you. She raises her sword arm, but the limb spasms. The neon veins across her armor flare blindly, emitting a low, headache-inducing hum. She opens her mouth behind the shattered mask, but no human words come out.
“Ghh-AAAA—SKREEEEEEEEE!
“Ghh-AAAA—SKREEEEEEEEE!
Hhh... hhh... GRRR-KKT!"
With a sudden, jerky motion, she slams the shield into the ground, creating a shockwave of prismatic dust. She hunches forward, letting out a final, rhythmic, predatory wheeze.