CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
Bait stood opposite Tsunami in front of the Throne, his hands clenched into fists. Tsunami, on the other hand, stood with his arms folded in front of his chest. He didn’t even have his trident. He had handed it to Mimic, with the justification that he would not need his trident to defeat Bait. That should have filled Bait with confidence—he had been worried that Tsunami might just spear him on the end of his trident and be done with it—but all it did was remind him just how powerful Tsunami was now.
With both water and electricity at his command, he could kill me in a variety of ways, Bait thought. Of course, he won’t because he needs me and Switch in order for his grand master plan to work, but that doesn’t mean he won’t make me suffer.
Bait was keenly aware of every
