Carli laughed. “Me, a warrior.”
Gordon tried to figure out
why she found the idea funny. It was
true; she was determined to destroy the Old Ones, even at the risk of her own
life. Battling impossible odds so humans
could someday rule their own world again, taking the fight to the aliens that
had defeated every army on Earth.
Despite her short stature, Carli Black Elk seemed to him an avenging
angel, wielding guns and explosives instead of a flaming sword.
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