Chapter 51: [51]:grimly
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The Warplock Engineers were another emergence along the same line, only these specimen seemed to devote themselves to manipulating and working with Warpstone itself, turning it into some form of arcane focus rather than a genetic mutagen. I was concerned, but this magic (or more accurately a form of techno-sorcery) was weak and oriented primarily toward offense, which could only serve our purposes. Even the best device that were created using this process were, at best, modestly improved version of out-of-date weapons from the single-shot rifle era. Even the development of the Warpfire Thrower and Ratling Gun couldn’t knock me from the perch I’d placed myself on.
I foolishly believed that I had everything under control.
However, not even my ego could remain undaunted at the next development.
I don’t know how it happened. It shouldn’t have been able to happen so quickly, but the Ratmen somehow managed to develop their own society and leadership structure. Their ’Council of Thirteen’ and their ’Clans’ were factitious and obviously based on the Feudal system of Japan’s Warring States Era; though lacking in the form of an Emperor or Shogun.