"...are you sure that it was Bioweapon and not a real one?"
"It doesn't have any horns." Blake stated to the person he was talking to. "It required at least a hundred-plus people to be sacrificed for that thing to appear, even then it was unstable. That wasn't a genuine one, that's for sure."
The guy on the other side of the call visibly grimaced and said: "Damn, how troublesome."
"Indeed it is. And if this isn't enough to put the Skydemon Cult up to your list, then I think it's time for those old folks to resign." Blake snorted.m
"Hey, shh!! What if someone hears you?"
"I said what I said!" Blake stressed out. "You're not stupid. We both know what this entails! If they could create one, then we must assume that they already have an army of it!"
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
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