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Robot Pony - Dreadnought

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Storm King's Resurrection

Far in the south, past Klugetown, further than Black Skull Island, and beyond Mount Aris, lay a dark fortress. Guards patrolled the walls, their spears glistening in the lightning. High above, from the tallest tower flew the royal standard of the Storm King.

Deep within the bowels, past the dungeon, further than the torture chamber, and beyond the bottomless pit, lay a secret chamber.

"Come on, come on," said Gruber impatiently. "I hope he's done this time."

Two storm guards rolled out the stone Storm King, held together with glue.

"Hmm..." thought Gruber, examining the statue. "He looks complete to me. Put him on the table," he ordered.

The guards placed him on a table and covered him with a sheet. High above, a metal rod extended from the roof and into the sky. Crack! Boom! Lightning hit the pole and flowed down to the table.

After a moment, the form under the sheet began to move.

"It's alive. IT'S ALIVE!!!" cried Gruber.

The table titled up and the sheet fell away. The Storm King opened his eyes. He brought his hands up to his face, then an evil grin spread across his face. "I'm back!" He let out a maniacal laugh.

HRR! HRR! He strained. "Why can't I walk!" he demanded.

"Uh oh," said Gruber.

The Storm King looked down. "You idiots! You put my legs on backwards!"

"We'll fix this."

"How?" he snarled.

Gruber threw an orb at the Storm King.

"NO!!!" cried the Storm King as he turned to stone.

Gruber walked up to the statue and pushed it over, shattering it into a hundred pieces.

"Okay, let's try this again," Gruber said. "And be sure to put his legs on right this time!"


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