"And now he knew why it was so unspecified: the victims, or what’s left of them, were strewn across the floor, walls and ceiling. And from a glance he snatched into the other room… the carnage continued there. With a deep sigh escaping his lips he started to get to work."

"The giant Komodo strud past the two policemen and entered the crime scene. It was… uglier than expected. Before he was sent down here, he heard a vague comment from his superior that the bodycount was around five - and now he knew why it was so unspecified..."

"The komodo dragon had been not too long back on the police force, after his *upgrade* - and now people couldn’t help but to gawk at him, when he talked, because with every word he spoke, hot steam escaped his mouth."

"Hotpot was not disimilar to Fiveborder: fueled by steam and technological progress, his seething hatred for crime and corruption however, was the polar opposite of what the city embraced as core tenants. The komodo dragon had been not too long back on the police force, after his *upgrade*"