09/25/2025 Snippet, IRONGHOSTS.

Planning.

“And you want our help with that,” Nat replied, his tone making it clear it was not a question. “These sisters came close to killing us, the first time we met them. Only their quarrel kept us alive. They’re also twice our size, and made of metal. What, exactly, do you think we could do?”

If I was capable of imagination, Nat, I would have used it by now. I do know their weaknesses, and I will tell you them. You also now have a relic of the Old Americans; my one arm did not have the strength to pull it from its resting place. Or perhaps it prefers Oxman to me. It does not matter. He can strike my sisters with it, and they will feel the blow.

“Once, at least,” replied Oxman, looking at his new axe with intent eyes. “If we took them in an enclosed place, and I struck quickly and true, I could manage it. Then the second one would kill us all.”

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