Second Life of Mr. Hunt: Book 2 - Sacrifices

“Seems like we’re in some sort of Mexican Standoff,” said Ryan.

“A what?” said just about everyone at the same time.

“It’s old Earth slang for a standoff between two or more groups where no one can really get the upper hand, or something like that. You people really need to read up on old Earth terminologies so I don’t have to keep explaining them.”

“Seriously, you’re going to bring up that argument now. Especially when you’re not even sure you’re saying it correctly,” said Kat.

“It’s not an argument. I’m just making a recommendation. It would save me a lot of time if you would just—”

“Stop!” interrupted Fredrick. “As much as watching you two argue would be amusing, this is not, how did Mr. Hunt put it, a ‘Mexican Standoff’.”

With that, the rear part of the Ship Eater changed to an Earth Consortium Heavy Battle Cruiser.

“As you can see, Dr. Katalina, I have you outgunned. So here are your options: shoot and kill your friends, I devour your friends and destroy you at the same time, or you leave and they live. So what will it be?”