“Good morning, Archons.”
She reached into the wellspring of wrath to channel music like she’d never made before, and screamed it aloud.
“Hey, how come you’re registering as an enemy?”
What could possibly go wrong?
Never mention the nunchaku.
“It was the Foolamancer, just trying to scare us.”
“We are Ethereum.”
Disclaimer: not actually set in Ethereum
There was a blinding white lance of pure destruction …