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Heavy Metal ThunderHeavy Metal ThunderHeavy Metal Thunder by baato
Boots descended heavily and gruesomely into the black mud that tarnished the ground, more than likely not only a mere waterlogged earth substance, but also potently saturated with a grimy semi-dry blood. The captain of the unit glanced down at the disgusting slime he was standing in and back up again, shouldering his carbine. The dried out excuses for trees loomed overhead in the distance, barely visible due to the dark, dry sky above them. The land had seen no light for so long that even the people had adapted to it, developing a night vision of sorts.
"This is vile," spoke up Enzho, tearing his boots out of the wretched pool of doomed corpses slithering about below. "What in the world would cause this sort of a mess?"
A chuckle erupted from the other side of the decrepit van they'd dropped from, "This? This' nothin'. Y'ain't expectin' it ta be all rosies and sunshine, is yeh?" Middle-aged and scarred, the man emerged from the shadow on the other side and showed hi