28: Our muses are destined to take over the world
It didn’t matter who the fuck this douchebag was. THEY WERE KILLING IT! Duke had always claimed to be the ruler of all of Detroit. Now he truly was. Not just the underground city but the pristine white world of Deluxe too.
And with Kane gone and all his armies at the ready it was easy. Red had been a bit of a bum, but Duke had quickly been able to bring out the old anger in the red head. Seriously, it had been very easy to agitate him in the end.
Cars were rolling out of the factories. Long and glistening limousines with enough firepower to bring down a small town. Fitted with buzzsaws and sharp spikes. There was no one to stand in their way.