Chapter 1 - Chapter 2
The lobby of the headquarters was nicely decorated
in marble and metal, with displays of old superhero gear lining the walls, and
the crest of the Defenders hanging above the receptionist’s desk. The
receptionist, a white Nimmo, did a double-take as they came in. “Er—can I help
you?” she asked.
Isengrim bowed. “Isengrim, the Werelupe King,
seeks audience with Judge Hog,” he said. He paused, then added, “I believe I
have an appointment.”
The Nimmo’s eyes widened even further as she
leafed through her schedule. “Oh—yes, there you are,” she said. “Please wait a
moment.” She turned to the Beepallite that sat patiently on the desk. “Judge Hog, King Isengrim is here to see you.”
The robot Petpet whirred as the light on the feedhorn
of its antenna dish flickered, and it blinked and shifted its weight from one
foot to the other before settling back down again. “There’s a good boy,” the
receptionist said, patting its head, and it let out a few mechanical clacks in
delight.