"What the heck?" One of her men was taken aback.
"They're blankets." She told them.
One looked to another. "Er... wouldn't weapons be better boss?"
She gave him a sideways stare although she spoke evenly. "I know that. I sent for more weaponry. Just be happy they are doing the grunt work for us."
"Heh heh, yeah I hate picking plants." One of her brutes nodded.
"What the hell!?"
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