The Humanoids

Busted knuckles dragging through the splintered bones of fallen enemies, axes clash in deafening thunder as blood and beer rain down on tumultuous hordes. Pagan gods awake from eons of slumber to bludgeon the enemies of rock and roll and defecate upon their white belted corpses. The Humanoids have come to kill or cure and their leather pants bulge with the might of ten thousand Vikings.

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