A place of beauty and danger!

Condiment Wizard looked around at what the great necropolis had turned into and was shocked to say the least. There were nothing but beautiful women as far as the eye could see. It was both beautiful and bizarre at the same time. As he was pretty sure they had made corpses turn, but apparently his magic hadn't cared.

He examined them as best he could through his red thundercloud head, but the eye sockets in it were better at shooting lightning than giving him actual sight. Though he was able to make out enough to figure out what exactly the changes had been. First they were all redheads; he supposed a color swap was caused by the red lighting.

That was the first change he noticed; he began taking stock of the others. They all had a past pale complexion and very red lips. He was trying to figure out why that was until he came to a theory. A gift from the combination of tartar sauce and sauerkraut, possibly? Their pale skin is a result of the aquatic nature given by the tartar sauce. Which if that turned out to be true made them dangerous indeed.

As that probably meant that gift from the tartar sauce allowed them to swim the lower depths of the ocean. Which would make them rather tough to handle the pressure from the water above than pushing down. The red lips, despite any makeup being around, probably meant they were like poison ivy. Her luscious red lips had been known publicly to be a part of her natural plan. If the new lips were part of their new plant nature, that meant they were either highly poisonous or could entrance man into their service with a kiss.

He wasn't sure, as he hadn't seen them kiss anyone. Though there were probably other effects from the tartar and sauerkraut that he'd find out later. He saw no sign of the blue cheese affecting them at all. Which told him they'd been affected heavily by it. As the fact that blue cheese caused not just resurrection but also the adding of machine parts meant the deadly females he was watching probably had a dozen hidden weapons grown inside of them.

So he now had an army of super dangerous and beautiful women at the top of a mountain. Sounded honestly like a porn parody of a spy movie. Something like 'stop doctor slut on top of bikini mountain. 'something ridiculous like that. That female craziness wasn't even all of the changes the former city of undead building has been affected as well.

There were now trees covered with red leaves scattered all over the place. Streams filled with fish flowed through every part of the transformed city. Buildings like power plants, generators, and factories were also scattered about, though they tended to be either in the upper part of the city in a cliffside or dangling off the cliffs in the lower part of the city.

The one most changed by his white condiment was the guardian and former ruler themselves. They were a woman, obviously, like the rest were now, but she was big. She was still a giant but a far more lovely one. She had long, beautiful red hair that shone in the light. She had breasts the size of larger sharks and an ass he could bounce an RPG off of. Her waist was thin, and she had large, ridged lips. Her eyes were blue and staring straight at his through his red thundercloud head.

He hadn't known it was possible, but he was very sure she was somehow looking at him through his red thundercloud head spell. He had no idea how, but the small smile she gained while looking at the thundercloud head clenched it for him. She was looking at him directly somehow. He'd honestly have to go there in person to get the complete detail on what he'd ended up creating with his rain of white condiments.

Though that would have to wait as he built up more and more power in the storm. Condiment, as he had looked at the giant woman, had an idea. Why stop at a head when he can have a full body? He was going to use his thundercloud spell to create a giant thundercloud! He couldn't wait to see what his giant would look like in the end and what he'd be able to do with it.

Cheryl watched the security monitor taking in the situation at Arkum Asylum, which was the current status quo, which was still being maintained. No one or anything had tried to mess with it. Prisoners were dropped off by police who had no idea about the change in management. They wouldn't know any time soon, as nothing that could get their attention was getting out and they were busy with cleanup.

An epic gang mafia war that stretches from one side of Gotham leaves a lot of crime scenes for the Gotham police to process. As far as she knew, they were still busy with the first few days of incidents during the war. It would be a lot of overtime before they were close to being done. Which worked for Cheryl just fine. Though that left without any exciment.

Before, when Condiment Wizard had been around every day, it had been nice and exciting. She'd either be doing jobs for him or on her knees making things very lovely. Now she just made sure no one fucked up enough to gain attention. Which honestly wasn't likely to happen, as most of the inmates were too terrified of what the others would do to them if they acted out.

Every day examples of their little experiment were dragged through the halls. Nora had just dragged the last couple of failures from her ice super soldier back to their cells. Which gave their neighbors a good look at their half-frozen bodies. Though honestly she was the best out of the three, as you knew what to expect with her. The other two were both wild cards in what they did.

Dr. Young was using and creating pills like no tomorrow. So inmates could hear those she took as their laughs or screams echoed down the halls. Sometimes they heard that she gave them something very experimental. On more than one occasion a few prisoners got a bit rowdy till they heard the madness coming from Dr. Young's lab, then proceeded to go quiet very quickly.

Though if Dr Young was mental Mrs Zaheerin the head nurse was physical. Her experiments were a lot quieter but not any less disturbing as sometimes she'd bring her patients out to play. They were always surprising some meek bitch would go in and an angry red Amazon would come out. Mrs Zaheerin would test just how strong they were getting by having one of them step inti the ring were she proceeded to beat the shit out of other inmates that were tossed into the ring.

Cheryl gave a frustrated sigh, as it wasn't always easy to keep the outside from learning about what the others were up to, but she managed. "I'm going on break." Cheryl told the others and made her way to the break room. She made it there quickly and got a coffee and a donut. She was enjoying her moment of quiet and a meal. The TV was playing the same news report about sea monsters in the Mediterranean sea.

They'd been going on about it non-stop and the damage caused which was millions in ship damage. Though the reporter finally talked about something else. Though it only fit a few moments, it got her attention immediately. She rushed over to the TV and rewound it to be sure she hadn't missed hearing. She hadn't had a quick word about the red lighting storms in the Himalayas. She knew what it meant, as there was only one man who had brought red thunderstorms to the world.

"Master." Avery whispered, filled with a mix of lust, longing, and desperation. "You're alive!" She whispered fiercely to herself. Her thoughts raged in a thousand different directions, but one stood out above all others. "How do I contact you, master?" Cheryl asked heraelg with eagerness and desperation.

The mountains were far, far away and she didn't have any communication device she could use to get in contact. Her mind raced for an answer when it occured to her what she should try. Her connection to master had been cut with his death. She simply had to find a way to reconnect that connection and they should be able to communicate in some magical way hopefully.