Kor’Thank: Chapter 62

Kora and her warriors teleported onto ANOS’s parking lot.

Dissona’s ascendance had unleashed chaos; her fluctuating presence had shut down ANOS’s arcane cryptography, and consequently, freed every abomination from the compound’s holding cells.  Shadow-beings, lizard-men, and eight-legged arachno-dragons were pouring out from the doors of the evil-ass science facility.

“Well looky here,” Kora murmured.  “Christmas comes early.”

Krul’Dar drew abreast on his mount.  “From your expression, I feel safe in assuming you have successfully vanquished the blight within your soul—the malaise that plagued you when you served as our king.”

“You bet your dick I have.”  Kora gazed upon her foes with undisguised pleasure.  “And fortunately for me, it entails beating these ass-gobblers into the dust.”

Krul’Dar roared with laughter.  “If nothing else, your time on Earth has improved your banter.”

“It’s half the fun.”  Kora smirked.

“I am glad you think so.  And I am honored to face these…what did you call them?  I would hear it again, for ’tis a name I would use on my future adversaries.”

“Ass-gobblers,” Kora repeated.  “Low-down, finger-sniffing ass-gobblers.  Don’t thank me—if not for an Earthling named Peter Lee, I would never have learned the glory of talking shit.”

“Ass-gobblers.”  Krul’Dar chuckled.  “Yes, I will definitely use that one.”

The barbarian queen looked over her shoulder, at the battle-ready eyes of her burly comrades.  “BURN AND PILLAGE!” she screamed.  She urged her mount into a headlong sprint, her barbarian warriors following close behind.