"Just like that?"<br/><br/>SuLan grinned and reached for her sash, undoing it slowly...followed by her tunic, then the thin linen undertunic she wore to prevent chafing...<br/><br/>"Silly big-nosed round-eyes, always in a hurry," she teased quietly, eyes twinkling.<br/><br/>Later, much later...<br/><br/>The rest of the gang was easy, almost anticlimactic.  Once they realized that the titanspawn whose mindless brutality had given them an edge was so much worm food, they'd folded pretty fast.  One or two even managed to get away from the sudden onslaught of two sword-bearing women ambushing them from the depths of their own hideout, and they spread the word in their own way.  (By the time either one reached civilization, half-crazed with hunger and thirst and brains baked by the sun, their tale of avenging angels rising up out of the earth itself to smite the wicked sounded more delusion than truth.  Tall tales have a way of growing on their own, and soon enough those who knew what to listen for learned of the two tricksters.)<br/><br/>As for the two women who caused all the uproar?  They moved on...