Somewhere on the outskirts of the remains of the old town of Broken Hill sat a massive blade of metal and glass carved into the landscape by man. Completely out of place, this gleaming monument stood alone with figures clad in white armour that milled about in the shadow of the tower.
Read MoreIn one motion Lilith felt herself drop and suddenly clapped in a vice-like grip, Olsen had released her arms and legs only to constrict her with the tentacle that was holding her legs. While the tip of the other split open and expanded like a gaping more.
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