"Yes… and not just any mutant!" Radio said as she raised her hand and performed a polite curtsy.
"I am the High Priestess of the Iron Tusk Tribe—Ginia of the Iron Tusk. At your service," said the High Priestess.
"So, you were a mutant all along…" Switch uttered through gritted teeth.
"That's correct," Ginia smiled and clapped her hands. "Anyway, I'd love to chat, but the Khan needs you for his plan. So…" she turned to the surrounding mutants.
"Capture the woman. Kill the rest!" she commanded.
Seeing this, Switch pointed the gun at her own temple. "Come any closer and you'll get my corpse!" she shouted, causing all the mutants to halt.
The Khan's orders were absolute—they couldn't risk the girl killing herself. The mutants looked to their Priestess for further instructions.
Ginia's expression turned solemn as she stared at the gun in Switch's hand.
"Let's negotiate," Switch began. "I'll go with you peacefully, but you need to let both of them go!" she said with determination.
