After the king left Gunner - wearing Gunner's face the fucking prick! - he'd railed for a while. What if the charlatan fooled Sofia?
He grabbed the bars, yelled as the electricity once more ran through his hands, and cursed some more.
"Fuck me, you're being loud," Titan complained.
"I think I've earned the right. That asshole is wearing my face like an outfit. He's going to use me against Sofia."
"Your fault for pissing him off. You should have told him what he wanted. He's a mind reader. It's not like you can hide anything from him."
Gunner grimaced. "Axel can." But most people didn't have the kind of mental shield necessary to block someone with true power.
"You're not Axel. And neither am I. Fucker's good at using our weaknesses against us," Titan grumbled.
"What did he use against you?"
"Nothing. It didn't work."