CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
Every muscle in Bait’s body was strained and exhausted. Though Bait’s super strength meant he could lift things that even the world’s best bodybuilders could never hope to, even he had his limits, and lifting up the front end of that minisub pushed him all the way up against them. It didn’t help that he was still recovering from being plunged into the ice cold Antarctic water, of course.
Under other circumstances, Bait would have been happy to drop the minisub, but when he looked up at the Sleeping Beast, he knew that he and Switch were completely screwed.
“Bait, are you all right?” said Switch, kneeling down by his side and putting a hand on his back. “Can you still stand?”
“Y-Yeah,” said Bait, his breath hard. He tried to stand and immediately stopped. “No, actua
