We Have a Priest Now“Take us back in,” Jagr shouts to Braden as we enter the troop bay.
“Turning back,” comes Braden's voice over the intercom, accompanied by her ubiquitous beats. The ship banks a little too hard to port as we angle back.
I look from Soledad to Jagr. “Are we turning back? Why are we turning back?”
“We will level that f*****g place,” Jagr snarls.
“What? Why?”
“They killed him. They f*****g killed him.” She looks like she refuses to accept what's happened.
“Why do you care? He was just a local chieftain.”
“Not Ragnwald.” Jagr shakes her head viciously. “Father.”
“Who?” I'm confused.
“Our contact. Thane. They will f*****g pay for this.”
The Sundowner rumbles as the wing-mounted Gatling guns fire on targets on the ground.
“Are you f*****g crazy, Jagr?” I grab her b
