"Pray on yer own time," Benji shook his head. "For now, we get back to base, we pool our resources, and we think of a plan that won't get us all killed."
The way it looked, though... that meant packing up their bags and headin' to a different City-State. Archangel, maybe?
"What if we use that pearl you guys were talkin' about earlier?" Another Rat offered.
"Tried that," Benji groaned. "Porter used the charge and it didn't work for shite."
The headache had set in-- a full-on migraine, squeezing his head like a torture device.
Not Archangel. The Wizard operated in Archangel and he wouldn't be happy about the waste of his precious pearl. City-State Forcen was a better option.
"Well... maybe-- an' don't take this the wrong way," The Rat gulped. "Maybe you didn't see right, kid? You're still growin' an' all that?"
