One cold evening on the planet, Elapidae, the two wolf-men Gargan and Blackguard were walking through the hallway leading to King Sethrophe’s throne room. As they reached the door, they paused for a moment to glance at each other. Then Blackguard swiped his paw at the door’s sensor, triggering it to open. They casually entered as King Sethrophe, the hulking humanoid king cobra, slowly rotated his hovering throne and faced his royal valets.
“What is it?” Sethrophe asked in a mono-tone voice. “This had better be important.”
“Our apologies, your highness,” said Gargan.
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