Somewhere in her laboratories, Takara the Unclean, through the cacophony of the screams of the experimental subjects and the work of technology, was in her laboratory and, in addition to her skillful and perverted work, she also ate, because this keeps her calm and makes her accelerated metabolism quieter so that she can be calm work and not break loose on some kind of skaven servant. none of these skaven wants to argue with her so as not to become the dinner of this craftswoman, beautiful but