"So, only forty peoples are ready to go with me. That's kind of nice." Johnny laughed while sitting in front of the forty peoples. He knew some of them; at least around twenty were from previous battle while twenty were new.
"If it wasn't for you being so late, we would've more numbers." Natasha made a helpless look while reminding his mistakes once again.
"We are going to war, not in my friend's marriage. Numbers matters for weak, for strong, nothing matters." Suddenly, Johnny made a terrible expression while speaking, then once again changed his expression and spoke "And some of you have survived the previous catastrophe, I believe all of you are strong."
If his previous words made them a little terrified, then his second sentence made some of them blushed with shame. They found what Johnny did to the fourth prince, which is why they were terrified by that look.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
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