the ghost space marine attackThe stocky general's helm clattered to the ground as he tripped, rushing to the throne room.
'The castle is under seige, my lord!' shouted Friedrich, adjusting his armour.
As he faced his fearless overlord he became aware of something stirring in his loins. He did not dare investigate; to look away from Lord Nippleeyes is to face certain death2 (death2 is like death but worse somehow).
'I know, general Friedrich von Boobenheim. Are my men not dealing with the situation in accordance with article 24 of the Torse Code?' (the Torse Code is a book written by Lord Nippleeyes himself- an impressive feat, considering he is a floating torso with a cape nailed on- that detail the law of the land as Nippleeyes decrees).
Nippleyees watched carefully as Friedrich's gaze began to falter.
'Am I to understand that our men have not dealt with the situation already?' spake the leader, his eldritch voice becoming more abominabysmal with each subsequent syllable. Nippleeyes floated to the castle window a