”“But, uh...”“Don’t backtalk me! He’s in charge here,” she thrust her finger at me violently, “and he’s currently the only one of us... able to bash through walls and ceilings. He’s getting all torn up! You, however, can run around in your fruit-of-the-looms or whatever the hell you’ve got on and still shoot your gun! Now do it! No arguments!” she growled as she stepped towards him threateningly.Wow, she really is quite the Hellcat! I thought to Malachar admiringly as I remembered the hot sex from. ‘We have another busy work day ahead of us, Cherie. We better have some breakfast, clean up, dress and get after it. I have a client meeting downtown today, what’s up with you?’ ‘I have to go into town too, I have some sketches needing approval before I colorize them. When is your meeting, maybe we can go together.’ We were both business when we talked business. Even working at home, we remained professional having clients to our home offices or meeting them in town. Our meetings were close. "Getting back to what I said earlier, if I had known some of the family history between you and Larry, I might have looked for a different solution after Larry threatened to quit. He must have expected both you and Phil to support him when he said that, but neither of you did. Why?" Mostly because all of us have been arguing about what we need to do about them boys of ours. Larry wanted to keep things like they had been. Phil and I both thought they needed to change. What we'd been doing wasn't. For a mercenary, it was strange to see that he was willing to reinforce them for free, save for what they plunder.And as the evening dawned and residents enjoyed another peaceful day, dozens of carts on fire rolled towards the town and released six goblins each as it crashed onto a structure or a tree. While some were easily executed immediately, the sound of cannons roared around the town's cherished forest. The newly-rubbled streets blocked citizens and guards alike, as the orc horde came.