Truce? Truce!

"The time of war has come up—"

"Shut up already, you stinky lizard! Don't you dare move a muscle, or I'll bash your head in! No, I'll do worse than that. I'll peel your scales and sprinkle you with salt!" 

At this moment, anyone watching the scene would have had a heart attack. A mighty general was getting berated endlessly by a youthful shaman woman?! 

"I'm fine, Lizzy, really…" 

"Fine, my ass! All that BS left issues!" 

He simply shrugged, letting her take care of him. Yet, that didn't stop him from sending her a teasing glare. What was it, again? Something about her fine ass? Ah, she was blushing. 

Sighing, she kept "lecturing" him. 

After the events of the Lizardgeddon, Jack was finally enjoying a well-deserved break, and yet even that was shadowed by dark clouds. Being the general brought new missions: 

[Task 1: Conquer Infinite!] 

[Task 2: Rally Lizardmen Under One Banner!]