Arrrrrrgggh hell, I'll do it here.
Chunky walked up to me.
"Well, you killed'em!" He laughed.
"No, We killed him!" I said, as I gave the metal robot a hug.
"Well," I said. "We better be going."
I walked off with the remaining slig army and into the forest.
"Something doesn't feel right." Grunt said.
"I'm scared." Said another.
There was a rigid sound of Paramites, and then, the same type of creature that tried to kill Monty apeared, but in an army.
"Brakmaka! Me Grush!" One of the Grushes shouted.
Then, something awful came from behind.
Kakulana.
He was half Bolamite, half mechanicilized.
His legs were a bronze color which were connected by a crowd of gears inside his body.
"You! You tried to kill me! Take one of the vykkers! Now!"
He grabbed the corpse of Timothy.
"Now! Do it!" He screamed.
The Grushes did what they were told, and Kakulana swallowed Timothy.
The grushes fired out of their staffs a red liquid into him.
There was a bang.
There was Kakulana- Well, his shredded skin.
Kakulana was as big as Rupture farms now, and had a stinger and two pincers.
He skidded towards me.
He slipped, and his metal leg hit me.
I fell unconious...
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