Vilgax King

So stood the King up from his throne. His calloused hands took up the ceremonial long-axe beside the throne, which he had not had to raise for one thousand years of Kingship, not when he demonstrated his blade-strength an age before and slew the planet's previous lord. The King raised it in the royal style which he had trained in for centuries.

And the insurgent General brought his fist through the King's body and wrenched his spinal column in one blow. The axe dropped from his useless fingers and he fell to the ground feeble like a cephalopod. Viscera painted the seat of the King.

- Round 0