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Kian Voss found a heavy iron reinforcement bar, lashed the mangled Tox-Mother to it with some industrial wire, and hoisted her over his shoulder like a piece of salvaged scrap. He strode into the heart of her private bio-alchemical laboratory.
"Alright, sweetheart," Kian said, his voice echoing inside his helmet. "It's time to prove your utility. Give me the guided tour. What do all these shiny toys actually do?"
The Tox-Mother felt the cold iron against her spine. Being carried like a common object was a soul-crushing humiliation for the former queen of the Hounds, but the primal urge to keep breathing overrode her pride. She began to speak, her voice a dry, hacking whisper.
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