The drone only seemed even more annoyed at the explanation.<br/><br/>The women nodded, and they quickly departed the city. Their journey out of Scrapwall would be uneventful, as the various surviving gang members would scurry away from them, or talk about them in hushed tones, casting fearful glances in the direction of those who had managed to kill a god... completely unaware that said 'god' was in a tiny, floating drone, accompanying them.