CHAPTER 552877 Nosferan swarmship
The chamber was quiet as I moved to the side of the platform and lifted the railgun the Nosferans had provided. It tasted of bitter copper. That was from my C'lacktal tentacles, since I was forced to use them given my other injuries. I tried to push the taste from my mind.
The smell from outside was growing stronger. A thick, rank animal smell mixed with the Nosferan odors. But it also had that faint, but unmistakable electric tinge, like an aftertaste, that told me there was a non-organic outside the door. More than one, maybe. It was hard to tell for sure. Mostly I smelled the blood and rust smell of the Nosferans and their animals. Maybe someone from the stables?
I couldn't say for sure what was outside the door. There were so many hints of different
