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Lady Scarlet Pouncer
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Taking a deep breath, he resists the urge to smash the box. Turning, being the better minion he moves back into the main hall. As he returns slowly to Karpolk’s summoning chamber he can’t help but imagine how great it would of felt. That feeble wood would have been no match for Sumomonnom’s might, broken orbs and splitters would be all that was left from his rampage. It will surely be written into history as the world’s most one-sided fight, and how manly it was crushing the orbs of the enemy under his mighty footpad. Victorious he would give the wreckage the finger left.
Sadly that imagining only lasted the short return trip to the summoning room, there in the dank ritual ready room stood Karpolk holding the crying succubus, which apparently after years of ‘service’ to the warlock has made it lose its edge. Or, even better, the sheer might of Sumomonnom has broken its proud spirit and thus reduced it to tears. Excellent. Karpolk can surely see now that Sumononnom is more than worthy to be his minion, after all, he just imagined the shit out of smashing that crate apart.
Karpolk didn’t see it that way, grabbing Sumomonnom by the head and using all his warlock strength, hurled Sumomonnom out the tower’s window. Pack and all.
(My computer crashed, lost my templates. Summing it up here, part II will be around soon)
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