Chapter 211: This Path Only Leads To One Destination
Tank turned around as he and the rest of Hattie’s men came to a stop just on the other side of the hill, cutting off her view from the Lair. "Any ideas?" he sighed as the beast inside of him let out a low whine the further he walked away from his little Lamb.
After everything that had happened and all the times she just seemed to disappear from right beside him, he really, really hated the idea of her out of his eyesight.
"Well," sighed Dante as he cracked his neck from side to side. "We do need supplies."
"Hattie made a wish that every supply in a 50-mile radius would automatically go into her space," sighed Gluttony as he looked out from behind Beau’s eyes. "Which means that we’ll have to go to 51 miles before we can find anything."
"I wonder where René’s navy base is in relation to this place," chuckled Pride, looking off in the distance. "Cause I am pretty sure that they’ll have some supplies we can snatch."
"I don’t think it matters how far away they are," shrugged Gluttony as if he, too, could see the base. "At this point in time, it is simply a matter of principle. We are going to have to take everything from them... supplies... furniture... paper... office supplies... staplers... filing cabinets..."
"Why would we need any of that shit?" sighed Tank as he rubbed his forehead.
"I told you, it’s a matter of principle... and I am a man of principles," replied Gluttony with a wave of his hand.
"You aren’t a man; you are a demon," pointed out Chang Xuefeng, trying desperately hard not to laugh at the whole conversation. Demons were a lot more fun to interact with than the angels were.