[Nexus] Outside XXXII

[ThirdEmperor]

By Lake Lazuli

Sighing, Caesum adjusts his aim slightly and squeezes the trigger down, so that tubby might find his escape hindered and his kneecap shattered by a well placed round. Or several. Trying to run's volunteered the poor sap as an example to the rest, a demonstration of just what's in store for anyone else who tries escaping.

Speaking of the other five scientists, Thorium and Barry have them covered, kicking at the ones on the ground to encourage them to get back up. "C'mon, on your feet. Who's in charge here?"