Orion
Walking into the cabin, I found Wrath and discovered he was done having fun with Zilla.
“Is he lucid?” I asked.
“Well, he wasn’t an hour ago, but I’m pretty sure he is now.”
“Jesus, Wrath, what happened to being careful?” I asked.
“I was careful. He’s still breathin’.”
I dragged my hands down my face. “I’m gonna take it from here.”
“Have at it,” he said. “Grimace is ready to back you up.”
Grimace was big, close to six-foot-seven, and probably weighed three-hundred pounds. But it was all muscle. Mostly steroid-induced, which seemed to have shrunk his brain while it was beefing up his body. Although, the jury was out on whether or not Grimace was ever smart. If you looked in the dictionary under ‘oaf,’ his picture would be next to it, and although, he wasn’t the sharpest tool i
