Post by Trik on May 16, 2007 11:20:13 GMT -5
King Cobra slithered through a small city that used to be known as Zaki Biam in Nigeria. The City, if you could call it that, was little more than a ghost town now a days and smaller mutations lived amongst the husks of the deserted buildings. The kaiju hissed a warning to those smaller warning them to stay away lest they become his food. King Cobra was on his way to the western coast and was preparing to swim across the ocean and reach one of the larger land masses where he would find bigger prey. Since his battle with the giant crocodile Cobra had been searching for similar prey, but had been unsuccessful. In order to find a new giant like himself he must travel to areas where there was more life than the great plains of his home so he could feed once more.