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The room lit up as the image of an enormous brownish-grey figure appeared in a hologram in front of the Worm King. The figure couldn't possibly be defined as having a gender, and had huge amounts of very large tentacles sprouting from just about everywhere but its head. Its two eyes, on either side of its head were a sinister shade of red, and the ominous purple glow coming from behind it gave it an even more intimidating appearance. This figure, repulsive as it was, was the ultimate leader of the worms - nicknamed the Cosmic Horror - this was Gangi'El. "My leader," said the king in their own language, with fear in his eyes as he bowed to hi

It was the day. The battle siren had sounded, signaling the people of the Mist Valley to go to battle. It had taken longer than usual for the Worms to strike back, about a week longer actually. Maybe the efforts of the tribes were starting to pay off. With the Thunder Lord's plan in mind, one shaman, already carrying his gear, charged against the flow of the Worms with the rest of the village. His role this time was actually the same as any other; that is, to be as aggressive as possible. He was just more motivated because they really had a decent plan now. He knew he had to do better, just as well as any other villager did, because they wer

Barcha and the others already knew about the plan, but they stood over the stage where the Thunder Lord gave his speech anyway. In this situation they stood as inspirational figures who would add the already convincing words of the Thunder Lord. Nobody was actually going to do anything until the Worms struck again, but everybody needed to be at their readiest just in case. It was a pitiful crowd standing in front of the Thunder Lord, composed of a few hundred people, and almost every one of them was injured in some way. Even the women and children were there. Barcha knew of the villagers's determination and how strong it could be if motivate