"DAMMIT!" Augustus roared, slamming his clenched fist down onto the console next to him with such violent force that sparks cascaded across the control panel. His eyes were bloodshot, filled with burning fury and disbelief, as he watched in horror the results displayed on the monitors before him. The soldiers, tens of thousands of troops, had failed in the most catastrophic manner imaginable.
He witnessed the chaos unfolding before his very eyes, through the thousands of drones spread across the sky, and the devastating reality was undeniable. The compound had malfunctioned, causing only enough internal combustion to kill his own soldiers, without even slightly harming their foes. Thousands lay dead, betrayed by their very blood.
"How the hell did they learn how to neutralize the Blood Combustion Compound so fast!?" Augustus bellowed, voice raw and choked with hatred. He turned sharply toward the generals and commanders gathered in the war room.
