Shawty flew through the stream of lions around her, her body covered in the golden flames bestowed upon HR by the All-King.
Her eyes glowed with a fierce golden light and her heart burned with the desire to conquer all that was before her.
She didn't want anything besides doing what was said by the Conqueror's Intent. As the Conqueror's Intent was a by-product of the All-King, it was automatically perceived as an agent of conquest.
So she and the rest of the lion queens and kings followed whatever the Conqueror's Intent directed. Their survival instincts were severely suppressed and all they could think of was the desire for the level of intoxication they felt.
Everything was happening too fast, they all wanted to get a piece of the action so badly as they were all having the conclusion that the more they followed the directions of the Conqueror's Intent, the more they could keep their Lion hood bar's full.
