Rescue

"What?! You f** Vilgroi!"

Talyn continued to scream, provoking them.

Meanwhile, Jimmie Vaughn amusingly watches her in the monitor base area. His forehead creased as his lips slid upward baring a menacing smile. He's amused as to how the watcher was still standing strong despite that she was affected by the melody he played last night.

Jimmie whispered an incomprehesible language on his palm, and a force comes out of it, trailing, moving as if it knows where it should be going.

"Now, watcher...let me see how far you can go..." Jimmie whispered.

"I reserve the last note of the melody especially for you,"

And Jimmie ordered the game operators to release not boundless soldiers this time, but the Throx! The Throx is what they call the angel of death.

Recently, with the help of the inteliigent boundless, Jimmie had created an alien monster that has a combined physiologies both of their monster aliens and of the boundless.

The Throx are skeletal, vaguely humanoid beings with several
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