Little Wing
Brigs...
Leane stares intently at the man who is inside a cell with beam particle bars that prevents him from leaving while tapping her right index finger on her hand gun.
Tap* Tap* Tap*
The man who is trembling in fear is constantly mumbling to himself.
“This can’t be happening! All I wanted was just to make my father proud in this pilgrimage! And now I’m captured by heretics who will be using me as live sacrifice to the demons they worshiped. They have probably already used the corpses of my men to create more giants!”
Leane is irritated by just what happened earlier and the rambling is causing her to be more irritated.
She tells him to be quiet.
“Shut up! Do not talk until I tell you otherwise or else I’ll put a bullet in one of your legs and make you a cripple!”
The man shrieks in fear.
“Eeeeeek!”
After a while, Isaac arrives at the brigs.
“Are you done contacting them?”
Leane asked Isaac.
“Yes! I am done contacting them.”