CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
Dead silence reigned in the Throne Room as everyone looked at Tsunami’s hands. The water ball and electric ball made no noise, aside from the sparks of the electric ball. Tsunami was no longer laughing, but somehow the silence, combined with the implications of the electric ball, was even worse than his insane laughter. It was his expression, an expression of pure insanity and triumph that made him look more like a demon than a human.
“What … what did you do to Mom?” said Bait, unable to hide the disbelief—and fear—in his own voice.
Tsunami didn’t lower the balls in his hands. “I stole her powers. She is now as useless and ineffectual as a normal human. And I now have both her and my powers at my command.”
“But … how?” said Switch. “I didn’t think it was possible to
