The price of a single toof instantly cleared Big Blade's still-foggy head. He had no doubt that someday, he might be able to buy a Battle Moon with the three teef in his hand.
He had even thought of a name for it: Big Blade's Mobile Hospital.
Springing into action, Big Blade sought out a Weirdboy to round up reinforcements while leading his Painboys in building a new Squig gate. Boss Slick had already teleported the Key of Truth over, and it lay off to one side. That would be used last.
Within the hidden space, Boss Slick felt that although his rank restricted him, he did not have to simply sit and watch. He could still grant power to the Boys.
The Pact with Vashtorr explicitly stated that, as the holder of the Forgefiend's Divine Authority, Boss Slick could take precedence over the Forgefiend himself.
For instance, the mechanical constructs within the Screw Clan had not been affected by the Forgefiend's birth. And whenever Boss Slick exercised mechanical authority in a star system, that authority remained under his control.
Only with Boss Slick's permission could the Forgefiend exercise his authority to control or interfere with the mechanical constructs there.
It seemed... Vashtorr, the Forgefiend, had gotten a terrible deal. As a god, he actually needed Boss Slick's consent to wield his own divine power, while Boss Slick possessed every power of authority within the Forgefiend's domain.
But Vashtorr had, after all, become a major god. His authority could cover the entire Galaxy, whereas Boss Slick could only focus his attention on key locations.
So most of the time, it was still Vashtorr who exercised that divine authority. At the final, life-or-death moment of his ascension, the terms Vashtorr had offered had been both reasonable and equitable.
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