They claimed to want to devout their lives fully to the Gods and express their love to their fellow women. Twisted cop cars littered the road, metal mangled and shredded by the explosion. The M16 barked. It streaked down the road, spiraling a bit, then slammed into the front of the tank. “That’s right, Chase,” the God smiled, looking back at His daughter. Let our energy feed your shield and protect us from our enemies. We flew past pastures of cows, fields of potatoes, wheat, cabbage, and other crops. But despair was nibbling away at me. I trembled in awe. So we need to burn them down fast. Those fucking dykes blew up six or seven of my deputies’ vehicles. Tell ’em we need their help ASAP.”
“The Governor’s got to okay that.”
That was a bitter pill.