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All glory to Darkcat 613
The Queen chuckled, breaking into a mocking grin.
"You know, Smirnov once told me here over the "stick of tea" that the special forces shoot in the head, since there is the brain and the main "control center". And when looking at Dainn, the location of the thought center is obvious."
Celestia grinned and reached for a glass of wine.
"I agree with you there, Chryssie. The asshole's "thought center" was clearly not in his head."
The Queen smiled back, baring her fangs.
"Play that video again, Tia"
The Princess's of the Sun comm unfolded a hologram over the table, reproducing the recording of last seconds of the caribou king. The spectacle of the caribou king being methodically, mercylessly and violently shot by a sniper, claps of a razer, intertwined with desperate cries of the usurper, was warmed souls and hearts of both royal equa and changeling queen.
This is fragment of my rehabilitation story to Fall of Equestria
You can read it by the links
And chapter, contains scenery from art, in progress
