Ah, the elusive Master Criminal Worm. They are their own best getaway car. Having amassed a vast wealth and many battle scars, they are careful not to allow any of their money to be exposed. They have enough oomph in the criminal empire to quickly rise to the top, and always have aspiring hangers-on. Quick to preserve their empire, their efficiency is always lethal when it needs to be. But at least they're good to their mommies.

Resistance form the mountain's animals were far greater than ever anticipated. So they sent down the Cerebellums, batteries of cascading psychic energy. Driving their cold metallic fingers into the brains of the opposition, a surge of blistering power warps their minds and makes them at once oblivious to the invaders and viciously aggressive toward anyone else who might trek upon the mountain.

Pushed to its limits and beyond, this Carbon Dog rages. They have never been tamed, never been broken. But this cartel aimed to do just that. Starved, beaten, humiliated, mutilated. But when they threatened to do the same to the cubs of his pack, something inside him ignites. The heat of his rage is melting away his specially treated restraints and shielded wires to the inhibitor around his neck. His body oscillates between fur and a mineral substance. He glows a full spectrum of brilliant light and his strength starts to increase exponentially. He is about to realize and release a strange and beautiful power in a very sudden and violent way.