Grimm Sights

I was prowling the Grim Grimacite Site for victims in this holy war, and came across a Mob Penguin Supervisor. He quickly dialed his phone for bruisers to come save his ass. They wouldn't make it in time. They would however make it in time to see me offering his evil, wicked heart to the gods (Jick be blessed). The two Mob Penguin Smashers responding to the supervisors call thought they were creeping upon me caught in the throws of rapture from my sacrifice. I almost felt sorry for the foul fowls as they slowly stalked towards me, unaware of their fate. A second later their heads rolled past, aptly removed by Badgerman of Doom hiding in the shadows. A smile crept across my face, nothing is more invigorating than the demise of these vile creatures.