Angela Flux was flummoxed—and she didn’t care for the feeling one bit!


    
The souls she had managed to save so far had proven to be able-bodied warriors one and all… up until now. Sure, they were just fledglings still, but they had easily plumbed the depths of the catacombs and pacified the wisps and slimes found in the Outer Sanctum. Angela was sure that th

    
The pneumatic door of the ramsled hissed to a close, and Nokra licked her metaphorical lips. She wasn’t usually in the habit of working for the Grineer, but she was feeling especially peckish today, and the offer of some random piece of Orokin junk in exchange for wiping out the population of a Corpus Obelisk was just too tempting to pass up. The Grineer would have one less capital ship to deal with, she’d have a full belly and another piece o

Wow.

You actually ate the whole planet.


    
“
Urph!
Yeah? So?” Netch retorted, starting out her response with an unusually small belch before adding matter-of-factly “I was hungry.”

Well.

Let’s see what happens when you digest a whole planet, then.

I

Noel hummed lightly to herself as the doors of the pneumatic elevator swished open and she exited onto the fifty-seventh floor of the apartment tower. The lilim was having a pretty good day, and once she got paid for this next job, it was about to get even better. Sure, she was about to be turned into a giant sloshing blue sphere for the ten billionth time, but quite honestly, it had become one of her favorite activities over time. Nothing better than getting paid for what you love!
Except, whe

    
Darnassus was a truly beautiful city. As much as Jaina loved the regal city of Stormwind and her lovely home back on Theramore Isle, there was just something about the Night Elven capital that other locales just couldn’t compare to. Perhaps it was the towering trees, or possibly the ever-present moonlight. Either way, there was just something so very mysterious and alluring about the Night Elven city. One day, Jaina hoped she would have the time to

    
Nil stood in the middle of a sterile white room. She was situated between two pillars—one above and one below her, leaving her placed directly in the center of the cubical room. Her hands were clamped with sturdy steel to the pillar above, and her feet to the one below, leaving her almost in a jumping-jack position. Testing her bonds, Nil pulled against the quartet of clamps, only to find them quite secure and utterly unwilling to budge. Nil could,

    
Morgana huffed as she seated her sweat-sheened body upon the couch. The nondescript piece of furniture groaned and squeaked ominously as her hefty form rested upon it, but ultimately held together.


    
Secretly, Morgana hoped that it might one day break beneath her.


    
As of late, the Veiled Lady ha

THMP…

THMP…

THMP…

GLRRRRRRNNNNNNNN…

…


SQUEAAAAAAAAAAK!



    
The sounds of the taqueria’s most prolific customer entering the establishment were, by this point, very familiar to the employees. The thumps of her massive foot