Just as Itchy finished what he said, the doors burst open, and Ravics came pouring out and drawing their swords...
Tank got to his feet and began to growl...
Charlie braced himself, growling...
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In a cemetery on the outskirts of the city, still within the dome, Killer was lying back in a large mausoleum, humming to himself, when Blight's sudden appearance made him jump in fright.
"Has Carface returned?" the demonic cat ordered.
"N-n-not yet," Killer stuttered.
"He should have been back with the ingredients I asked for from New Orleans! Our forces can't be complete without the Army of Fear!"
"B-b-but don't we have enough of those monsters already?"
"The Armies of Fire and Darkness are only fractions of our might. If we can unite Fear, then nothing can stop us from taking over, even without our little 'security'..." He gestured to the purple veil in the sky. "But that opportunity won't come if your 'boss' doesn't return from Memory Lane!"