Somewhere far above a dusty arena played host to a truly bizarre spectacle. An amphitheatre of ruins encircled a desolate ring of dirt. At the center a beast was squatting in a deep hole, still digging, and cast out the various bones he found which fell at the feet of the two great apes who stood and watched.
One of these apes, the larger of the two, sable black with a streak of silver on his crown, bent low and retrieved the bleached white skull of a silverback mountain gorilla.
“Alas, poor Yorick. I knew him well…” The line was cut short as a thundercrack rang through the air and the brute collapsed with a smoking, great hole between his temples.
Overlooking them on a raised pedestal King Grodd reclined in a vast throne of jagged stone...Read More