Vilka came over and sat next to her. "Things are weird with Wendy, Cordelia, and Penelope gone, huh?"
"It can't be helped," Shallista said. "Wendy and Cordelia are out on assignment and Penelope is...it can't be helped. At least we have Lady Raven to help ease the burden."
"Oww, I got a splinter in my armpit!" she heard Lady Raven say. "Stupid sexy armor!"
Shallista shrugged. "At least she's trying."
*
Lady Victoria had just awoke when she heard somebody walk in. It was Lady Grizelda, wearing sexy armor. "L-lady Grizelda! Y-you're wearing sexy armor?"
"Yep," Lady Grizelda said. "Heavens, this stuff is embarrassing to wear. A-anyway...I'm sorry for getting angry at you. If you want to come back to the guild, you can. I'll even allow you to wear sexy armor if you want."
She didn't know whether or not to be happy. "What happened?"
"Shallista did," Lady Grizelda said. "She beat us and stripped us of our weapons and armor. Then, me and the girls got into a big fight, but it was for the best. I realized that I don't have to hate you just because you wore sexy armor. What we had was bigger than what we're wearing. So, I'll give you the honor...no, wait." She knelt down. "I need you. Please, consider rejoining my guild."
Lady Victoria felt embarrassment starting to creep in. "N-now, there's no need for bowing. I-I'd be glad to rejoin."
Lady Grizelda breathed a sigh of relief and stood. "Welcome back." Then, as if she was ashamed, she briefly looked at Penelope before looking away. "So...how's your friend doing?"
"She's alive, but that's all I can say with any certainty," Lady Victoria answered. "She hasn't tossed, turned, or shown any signs of waking up." A terrible thought entered her mind. "What if she never wakes up again? What are we going to do if that's the case?"
"She will," Lady Grizelda said. "People don't just stay knocked out."
"But it's been two days." Lady Victoria sniffled. "I can't get it out of my head. The beating you and the others gave her. The beating I lead her to. It been replaying in my head this whole time."
"That why me and the girls are going to make up for it," Lady Grizelda said. "No matter how long it takes."
Then, Epsley walked in and grumbled upon seeing Lady Grizelda. "Why are you here?" he growled. "Did you come to finish the job?" He ran in between her and brandished his hammer. "Over my dead body! I'll cave your head in with my hammer before I let you lay another finger on her!"
"I didn't come for a fight," Lady Grizelda said.
"Shut up!" Epsley roared. "Shut the hell up!"
Lady Grizelda sighed. "Okay, I'll leave."
*
Shallista was finishing her time in the Entertainment District. Rixson walked up to her, which saved her the trouble of trying to find him. "Just who I was looking for. I couldn't help but notice how hard you were staring at me today. Is there something you want to say to me?"
"Yeah," Rixson said. "I been thinking about you since you arrived in town. I mean, obviously, you're an attractive woman, wearing that skimpy armor and all. But I've been wondering, what would you look like wearing other things."
She didn't know what to think. "Eww, clothes. You want me to wear clothes?" She spread out her arms and turned a full circle. "You want me to cover this in clothes?"
He scratched the back of his head. "I'm just a little curious about how it would look. Of course, I'd pay, so you can consider it a job. So, what do you say?"
"If it's for a job, I'll w-wear clothes." She hadn't worn clothes in fourteen years. She'd been a Sexy Warrior this whole time. Could she readjust to it? "When should we do this?"
"Tomorrow if it doesn't clash with your schedule."
She nodded. "That's fine."
*
Minerva sat in the town center, grumbling as she watched people walk by. The thing she hated more than anything was those scantily-clad female warriors. And now there were more of them. But her misery would end soon. It was only a matter of time before help came to run them out of town. The thought of it made her laugh maniacally.
A passing citizen asked, "You okay over there, Minerva?"
"I'm fine. Just thinking about how glorious it will be when those Sexy Whore-iors leave our town. Sit and share a laugh with me."
"I have to admit, I'm not a fan of their outfits, but they don't seem particularly harmful," the citizen said. "As a matter of fact, they seem to have been nothing but helpful. Anyway, I'm off to make dinner. See you later."
Darn. They were starting to win the people over. The plan needed to be carried out before they became fixtures around town. They needed to be stopped. "Sluts can't be allowed to reign."
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