A Jumper And A Time Traveler
"You are delusional!" I finally managed to stir her arrogant nature, "do you think you were the only one working his as* in this damn apocalypse? My forces are so large to exceed one hundred thousand strong fighters!"
One hundred thousand… Not bad, yet not even close to my own forces that were over three hundred thousands and were increasing as we speak.
"You have a decent force," I said and she shifted her eyes away, acting as if she was saying: I know it already. "But it's still lower than mine."
"You…"
"My forces are way better, far larger than yours," I showed off, "anyway my advice to you is to not hurriedly expand there. You don't control enough to secure everything you'll gain."
"I know what I'm doing."
"Just listen," she was as stubborn as that bastard, the jumper, "if you expand in a haste and without a strong foundation, you'll end up stretching out your forces."
"I can handle any enemy no matter which race it is!"