Innerwolf88

Two years latter. So many lost friends it was painful to count. Bravery and determination far beyond the calling of an army of voluntaries who had never seen war. At last, they were in front of the last bump on their path. In Mahtel'ha, the remaining Leechers had gathered to make their last stand. In the same focus of their power source, they strength multiplied manyfold. Not just that, but the Leechers began taking the rebel Xenobionta bodies for themselves. Realizing they had been used, Iron Jaw, the chondricthyan Xenobionta stepped from their ranks and run toward Wise Wind. "I killed many. I became a daemon",he began shouting. "But only