“I don’t know about y’all, but I’ll be damned if I’m going to allow that evil man to defeat us. He is right about one thing, though. The time to break these bonds is here. That bitch Idia promised us we’d be free. Instead, she’s taken our children. Now she wants our grandbabies? This means war! And what’s with him talking in that old white southern vernacular? Ugh! When we get back to the house, Tildy, please ask Leona to summon Lieutenant Allensworth. We need him and his men here yesterday. Also, notify the sheriff to prepare because the shit is about to hit the fan. Lord, I just hope that baby girl licked up enough of my blood just now. There may be hope for us yet, sistahs. We’ll get back to Idia. And once we do, we can carry on what La Panthère Noire has always wanted from us. We can rule this land, and all others, as Ravenisha. Rufus and Idia picked the wrong women to fuck with. We are warriors! We are queens! We are Ravenisha!”
They raised their fists in the air and gave the Ravenisha war cheer, their ululations and roars singing on the still air.
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