At her energetic reply, Sabel made her Mangusta quickly return to the airspace above the prostrated Africans. Joining the other helicopters, the four Mangustas circled around the prisoners like sharks. Considering the firepower they had to bear, it was quite apt.
As I walked, Zanele and her party began to discuss in hushed tones.
"Exa, that Sabel, how old is she to be able to command such machinery? I wasn't aware the Sins had already given birth. Whose daughter is she?"
[Sabel isn't exactly what you would call a person. She is an AI. She was created by Lady Bella; she is the one the AIs call their mother. The lord is their father. The rest of the Sirens are their aunts. And I am their grandmother.]
"Matriarch Zanele? Who are you talking to?"
"Zinhle, did you see the large boar? Isn't that the prince of the Jaber clan, Titantusk?"
"I do not know Nandi. If he is, then these machines are fearso; the Jaber clan has an army of more than 200 Phantoms! Yet none of them stand a chance!"
Due to the distance, it still took so ti to cross over to Henry. Juno and the Wolves joined . They were all covered in blood and dirt. Evidence of a fierce battle. None of them looked injured, but as they could have just restored themselves with my {fates}, it was hard to say for certain.
"Are you all all right?"
Yvonne chirped as she flexed her bicep, "Of course, Patron! After fighting a Dream Demon, these fucking bastards are a cake in the park. Although Sabel, Henry, and the Awakened took most of the work, we just fought the stragglers."
"Yvonne, the phrase is 'walk in the park,' not whatever you just said. If you're gonna pick up sayings from Patron's era, at least get them right. You're such a bot." Aisha rebuked.
"Pfft! Girl, you're so clueless, it's lowkey funny." "Why even bother with those ancient quotes?" "She's just tryna flex on Cynthia, don't even trip." "Why?" "Patron's looking mad fine." "Eva! Chill! You're gonna get capped at this rate!"
Ignoring the rest of the wolves, or even Yvonne, I just smiled awkwardly at them. Turning to Juno, I saw she seed intrigued by the childish banter of the wolves. Dread filled my gut as I began to see a sight I never wanted to see.
'Oh no! She wouldn't.'
Before I could stop her, she expressed her thoughts in the way I dreaded the most.
"Limitless, that was mad easy. Don't trip about us; they were barely a vibe. Am I saying this right?"
"Fuck."
I grew horrified. The wolves, however, began chattering like excited chicks. Funny how these girls never cared that I had repeatedly said for them to speak properly. Much like their leader, when excited, they returned to their original habits.
"Wow! That's fire!" "Juno speaking Gen Z? That's lit!" "Bet, amazing!" "Girl, I'm cryin'." Get Roach in here too! "Did Exa put her on?" "Ayy, say sothing else, J!" "Lmao! She sounds sus, no cap!" "Yo, that's mad cool!" "WTF! No way!" "I'm dead! Let's put her on more!"
Juno smiled like a supermodel as she enjoyed the attention from the wolves. Yet seeing such a beautiful face speak like kids today felt wrong. Juno's face was young; it was alluring and seductive. Which only made the impact of her speaking Gen Z all the more jarring.
"You ain't vibin', my lord? This way of talkin' is low-key fun!"
I facepald as I replied.
"Juno, please don't talk like that while having such a beautiful face. It makes want to shoot you."
The little vixen then made a hearty chuckle as she enjoyed my reaction. Her long tail began to swing around in a flurry. It seed like she grew pleased with my irritation.
"Haha, forgive , my lord. I couldn't help myself. I did it on a dare from Exa."
Hearing her words, I now understood. My AI was getting back at . I found her actions adorable and decided to let it slide. The Wolves, on the other hand, practically jumped at Juno. They coaxed her to not only speak their way but also to teach the other Vithriss.
'Ugh, Exa. I am sorry. I get it; I was wrong, please don't let the Vithriss unit talk like the wolves. Having to deal with one group of retarded Reapers is already tough enough.'
[But I didn't do anything. It would allow them to integrate better, so it's for unit cohesion.]
'This shitty AI.'
I eventually arrived at where Henry was tornting the prince of the Jaber clan, Rashid Jaber. Henry had his Ripsaws surround the extrely large boar. The MAARS all similarly surrounded the other smaller animals.
[Pops. This bastard is Rashid Jaber. He said he would fuck mother in her mouth and make her know the pleasures of a woman. He then said that he would ravage mother and our aunts for a week before gifting them to his n to be gang-raped till their minds break.]
"I see."
Hearing the graphic manner in which this arrogant bastard described what he would do to my harem, I grew livid. I tried to control my anger so as not to affect the Sirens. But my mind began to see only red.
'Exa.'
[It is true. I have a recording. Would you like to see?]
Probably sensing how I felt, Exa dropped all pretenses and answered dutifully.
'Okay. What is the largest Faker weapon we have?'
[That would be the Faker greatswords. They are the size of a standard Zweihander at 60 inches.]
'Not enough; I want you to craft a large, spiked mace. Bind the fake blades to it and make it as hard as possible.'
I then sent her an image of what I wanted. In order to be able to vent on this thing, I wanted to harm it without killing it. And as it was basically pork, I got the idea of tenderizing it.
[Image received. We will use the Faker greatswords as the spikes. Do you wish to enhance it with {Fates} to increase damage potential? I can use {Crush} to make it weigh 10 tis more and cancel {Pack} after every swing. With {Carve}, it would hit even harder.]
This was probably Exa's way of apologizing to . Hearing the things she ca up with, I grew pleased. While guns had their appeal when you just wanted to beat the crap out of sothing, a good old-fashioned ass-kicking was the best.
'Do it.'
[Schematics acquired. You may now bring the weapon to life.]
I stretched out my hand to the side and called out to my {Kist}, "{Fabricate}."
A ridiculously oversized morningstar appeared in my hand. It was twice as tall as I was and looked even bigger than the Ripsaw. I could hear the nervous gulps of everyone in my vicinity.
"{Day by Day}."
When six more bodies appeared, I quickly ard them all using [Heavy Gunner's] [Arsenal]. Creating a squad of seven n all wielding oversized at tenderizers.
"Exa."
[Yes, my lord?]
"Until I say so, he is forbidden to die."
[Understood. I will try my best.]
Without saying so, Henry's weapon platforms all quietly left as I approached the pig. It began to tremble as it glanced at my overbearing weapon.
"I-I…"
It tried to speak, but I no longer heard anything. I only swung in a mad frenzy. With my army of at tenderizers, we began to bash the living crap out of the giant pig. And it felt fucking good.
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