p, shuddering breath. The sheer, overwhelming presence of that thirty-meter dragon was beyond anything she had encountered, even

1, having lost the target of its focus, began to attack itse

oursing through her. That brief exposure, just a few minutes of "sunbathing" in his en

. She looked at the monitor, at the five angr

custom-made training ground.

s unit, which was linked to the entire facility. A weak b

nally dying?" It was the occupant of

Cell 01. Kyler's voice, raw and pained. "

dislodged dragon scales lay on the floor, glittering like black diamon

he scales. The moment the cell door cracked open, the bot was

tten up the livestock before the slaughter. If her personal pow

, the alarms ceased and the corridor temperature slo

from Cell 03. General Hugh Hamilton. "We're all just trash

ed in a corner, radiating an aura of profound despair. A medical bot tried to approach wit

o her. "Patient food refusal has exceeded s

. Prince Darrel. "Those bastards in the capital cut our special s

n systematically choked off for over six months. The Imperium wasn't just neg

in the walk-in freezer. Of course, normal food woul

the food w

ade her own meals so satisfying. If her energy had any effect on their palates, a ge

bombs. She needed their energy to level up. It was a symbiotic relationship, whe

nders lamenting over a decent meal w

e, its edge wickedly sharp. With practiced, efficient movements, she began to slice the frozen s

a meal. A real, American-

she would beg

meat began to fill the air, she held her hands over the food. A faint, almost invisible green ligh

f rehydrated potatoes. They steamed invitingly, the green glow

ood trolley and pushed it out of the

t the zoo was