"From this moment on, I will take command of the LLG. My honey has given me full authority to do so. You will all address me as Minerva. Does anyone have any objections?"
Someone tried to raise his hand to object, but Bella suddenly drew her 629 and shot him in the hand. The gunshot rang out as loud as a church bell in this enclosed space.
As the smell of gunpowder wafted through the air, the Brazilian continued.
"Anyone else?"
The poor bastard, who now had a hole in his palm, gritted his teeth in frustration. Of course, after such a deliberate show of force, anyone who followed would have been stupid as hell.
"Good. The Sirens and I work under one rule. We do not take in weaklings. My honey has no need for dead weight. Anyone who does not meet our requirements will be removed. This is not negotiable. Are we clear?"
[Um. Mrs. Code, is all this necessary?]
[Husband, let Bella be.]
