"You're telling me an artefact that is capable of destroying the world is kept in a place like this?" Margec asked in surprise as the van came to a stop in front of a large pine farm.

"Yes, it is," Alpha Daven replied with a smug smile. "Genius, isn't it?"

"What's genius about this, you old fart?" Margec exclaimed. "It's a farm! A goddamn farm! It could be dug up anytime!"

"And it's still sitting pretty in there,'" Alpha Daven replied with an eye roll.

He picked up the axes and handed one to Margec and Holland before leading them towards the large oak tree sitting pretty in the middle...