Without even muttering a word, Chandler had no choice but to smile alongside Germania. Seventy years after the end of that destructive War, it was quite a sight to see several functional Panzer tanks, albeit ones repainted in colors different than their German counterparts that served during the war. Although they seemed to be like their original predecessors at first, upon closer inspection, these ones appeared to be modernized variations.
“Dammit Harold,” screamed the Godmother, her eyes closed, “Was that really necessary? Both of my ears are ringing!”
“They did work, Margaret!” he screamed back at her, his ears also ringing from the recent loud explosion. “Just be glad it did!”
All of a sudden,