King-Side Bishop's Pawn to F6

"Holy shit..."

"Can we even handle that crazy bitch?"

"There's no way..."

"...Are you already giving up?" The voice of the High Priest cut through the murmurings of the three lowest acolytes closest to him, the ones who had felt the air shift from the power of the beams that cut through the beach air and removed the oldest member of the Black Fists. He looked amongst them, at the young black men in barely there dark robes, noted the looks of terror, and shook his head. "I see you have no intention to prove yourselves worthy of Mvembaanz's gifts, nevermind personal glory."

"But...but Boss! You saw what she did to the Sha-Man!" The one closest to their leader, Daru, said, pointing at the remains of the man's staff dropped close to the still kneeling white woman and the angrily glaring goth. "There's no way we can fight that!"

"Then it's a good thing you don't have to." The Pawns blinked, and the Queen sighed and rolled her eyes, looking away at the men before her. "None of you noticed?"

"The blast of magic she unleashed? It was hard to miss, Boss-"

"Not that. She had to charge it." The men blinked again, a few seconds paused as they looked to the woman in the tight habit with prominent rips to show off her bulging cleavage and her long, pale legs, and noticed how her staff wasn't glowing with more magic. Then, one by one, they smiled.

"Oooohhh...."

"Boss is a smart guy."

"Hehehehe, yeah..."

"Now you're getting it."

Daru stepped forward, the symbol on his forehead glowing with Power as he moved toward the dark-haired nun.

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