"Is there a problem?"
"low on ammo and low on blood getting food is a pain"
"I can't really help with the ammo problem
"ehh ill just poke it with my long angry toothpick until my enemies die"
"Mhm." She swung her left arm, then when it came back into view a large saber was revealed. It hurt your eyes if you were happened to be looking at it from the wrong angle.
"hope you got your blessed or your going to have it break rather quick"
"Of course it's blessed."
"then your good"
She nodded.
"Anything else?"
"maybe a carrier for recon but well all my power in the airforce and navy are gone since i lost my rank"
"Eh... I do still have my reconnaisance plane."
"and if it gets shot down?"
"...are you suggesting these cultists have anti-aircraft capablities?
"hope for the best prepare for the worst"
"It won't I'm sure of it."
"ill quote you on that"
She nodded. "I'll take the blame if something does go wrong."
"we both know how that would end with the public demanding my execution"
"Mhm..."
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