"Before we talk about any mission, I will have to mold you into real soldiers first." The cube man said as he stared at them with a dour look. "We're going up against a whole nation of elite Schwazens this time and an ordinary standard won't do. You wanted revenge on Lost Divinities, maybe you'll get your chance if you survive what's ahead.
" Regrettably, I'm caught up in the circumstances. Knowing the Schwazens' culinary habits, my men were probably captured and may still be alive. But not for long. We leave now. Better a demonstration than a long speech."
Jake and the others nodded grimly. Vexa gestured to Prysm and the flower woman sashayed toward them with a short, streamlined metal device in her hand reminding him of those metal detectors used in body searches.
"Legs apart, arms spread horizontally, chin up." Prysm ordered in a monotone voice as if she had uttered the phrase a thousand times.
