Blackheart merely smiled at Ndroso's proclamation of gods. Perhaps one day he'd be worshipped as one.
"Thank you, Mr. President. However I gain as much as you in this endeavor. Here, in Ghudaza, I do not have to worry about SHIELD, Stark, no one looking over my shoulder. You have given me peace of mind to ply my trade, and for that I am grateful."
Jericho's smiles beams in an almost sinister way.
"Four dozen with two more nearly finished. They will be ready fo use within the day."
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