Premeditation Underrail [hot] -

Telekinetic Punch. The King staggers into the exact tile you mined six minutes ago. The explosion liquefies its hindquarters. Before the sound reaches the adjacent tunnels, you are already moving to the next chokepoint, reloading the pistol with acid rounds, recalculating the bleed timers on the three Lurker hunters that just heard the blast.

You watched the King’s patrol loop three times. Left foreleg drags (old wound, likely from a caltrop). It favors the right flank when turning. Your electroshock pistol is overcharged to 1.3x capacity—enough for one catastrophic discharge before the capacitor shatters. premeditation underrail

In the sewers of Core City, the air is a thick slurry of methane and regret. A Rathound King drags its claws across the rusted grating above. You do not flinch. You have been standing in this exact shadow for forty-seven seconds. Telekinetic Punch