Krodnok sat cross-legged on one of the catwalks above the platform, looking down on the the controls to the factory, and those who studied them. He was invisible, of course. Can’t risk being seen by potential enemies…
He’d been listening to them for a while. A lot of useless chatter, and only a few bits of maybe useful information.
He was sitting in a Warmonger’ Dead creation facility. As useful as that could be, he heard someone say this was of Unit 111. Chances were, Krodnok could create a thousand dead with this machine, but he couldn’t control them. The machine would require some major alterations before he could create his army. And he wasn’t able to do that…
For the time being, Krodnok would have to just be content to watch, and wait. Perhaps he’d learn something more useful…