- Yes of course, when we are United-we are invincible! Although there is a nuance and difference between, unite and huddle together!
Golden-haired girl that were cut just to the left of the captain-President, as I did my cockroach of a goat. She was very nice and not as big as the other girls, but she moved even faster than them. If Stalin-Putin, simply bought these brute force and was crushing opponents as stick in the hands of the young boys nettle, then this thin, almost fragile warrior of solidity. Here, for example, graceful sweep, and the opponent falls on his own ladle.
Stalin-Putin was surprised, it turns out it is ridiculous at first glance, the weapon is not so harmless, with a cockroach-goat began to peel the skin, and literally fried alive.
Stella to intercept the confused look of the captain-the President consoled:
- For us, one touch is not enough, you need to hold such a scoop for a long time, and so it will be just a burn.
Stalin-Putin was angry at himself, he almost got scared, and rushed to the cockroach goats with such rage that only wool, horns and blood flew in different directions.
Here is one of the creatures from the kick soared as high that the upper part of the goat-cockroach appeared in the mouth of the pipe. And then finally pushed really black smoke.
Stella growled.:
- We've goat-the tramps don't look! In the meantime, just fry and eat!
The battle had already passed to the galley, the goats retreated, but from time to time their scoops touched, stomachs, or hands of the girls. Also bare heels, very red, and even some of the warriors were covered with small blisters, as if they were fighting on hot coals. Several times goats cockroaches managed to get a scoop and Stalin-Putin, on felt only an easy push. True feet boots, have become hot, although not as painful, such as these warriors. Stalin-Putin was surprised:
- And why are you so cold, fighting barefoot, and don't you hurt my head to tread soles on these terrible tongue, so thick uchikawa deck?
Golden-haired thin girl, striking another monster, said:
- We vowed to endure the cold, deprivation and not to wear any shoes until the bodies of our men are released from the underworld. Once their flesh is suffering, hence our need not to enjoy!
Stella added.:
- It's also a good tempering! That's why we girls never get sick, and so on young look, although I already exchanged second a hundred years!
Stalin-Putin whistled:
- Unbelievable! You traded the second hundred years! Wow! Although a kiss from the lips only prettier!
Stella shook her head.:
- Petting with men is forbidden. The only thing that can be done is women children, but only that we do not feel pleasure at the same time!
Stalin-Putin from these words was furious even more. The expense of them killed the cockroaches-the goats had already gone on third dozen, and most of his are pretty splattered their toxic green blood.
Captain-President barked:
- A woman should have fun in the first place with men. Otherwise, what she is a woman!
Stella in one fell swoop cut down three goat cockroaches, said:
- For us the greatest pleasure is to kill enemies!
Many of the girls on the bodies was and the bruises and the burns, but killed to death among females, the Vikings have not yet been. Stalin-Putin, slyly grinning, said:
German warrior from the pain of not moaning!
Stella objected harshly.:
We're not Germans! We are descendants of Etruscans!
Stalin-Putin himself, putting his foot goat cockroach in the groin agreed:
- May you be descendants of the Etruscans! From change composed the sum doesn't change.
Stella laid another creature, sighed:
Unfortunately we were taught to subtract and divide!
Stalin-Putin, in response, growled, they almost cleared the galley, but to captain the führer snatched a real Troll, only with a carrot for a nose. He was kept in the hands of the ladles, and the most real of the pan, which was handled very deftly. Putin-Stalin fought him off even with some difficulty. That same trolls in all fairy tales are considered the most malicious and tenacious creatures. Stella continued to fight with cockroach goats, and even redoubled its efforts, said:
- It's one of those things that's been eating our men. So and kill her should the man.
Stalin-Putin nodded willingly:
- Man so man! Not all women sow death!
Troll sarcastically barked:
You the man, give you zilch and not a man anymore!
Stalin-Putin growled in response:
- Yes, you piece of shit!
I almost got hit in the head with a frying pan. Then Stalin-Putin suddenly hit the point of his boot under his knee, the Troll, and simultaneously attacked from two swords to dispel the creature's attention. And passed and Troll, gasping for a moment, lost speed. Stalin-Putin took advantage of this and held a "mill", to demolish the head really failed to cut the clavicle of the creature... That was a success, after which the right hand of the Troll lost mobility. The captain-President, continuing, attack, he was acting like Tyson in his youth - commercially and without a pause for rest, not allowing the enemy to recover and how to protect themselves. Here flew the severed hand of the Troll. The girls, flickering bare legs, barely had time to bounce, although one of them still badly burned bare heel, and limped. But two cockroach-goat embarked on her instantly evaporated.