There were signs, nods and murmurs of agreement all around.
“Good. Go. Have fun. Mop up the stragglers. Don’t worry about leaving any alive. They already know we’re here. No more than five minutes before we leave.
But… what. Jack. Just about forty paragraphs ago you said, and I quote:
“No. Let him go. We need to leave some alive.”
…alright, fair enough, I guess in the time this meeting took, enough people – Scrub included – fled the area to satisfy that condition.
We can’t have our grand battle with the locals so soon.”
Hehe, that’s a good reason to leave, yeah. It’s not climactic battle time yet!
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