With a telepathic wail, the Master’s severed head flew at Adam.

It broadcast its thoughts: “You specks think you can defeat me? Impudent fools! I will destroy you!”

Making that proclamation, it bit into Adam’s shoulder.

Gladys grabbed the head, pulled it. Adam screamed as his flesh tore.

The head escaped Gladys’s grasp and spat Adam’s flesh at her.

“I am the most powerful mind on this planet!” the head broadcast. “I will never-”

Dante’s hand suddenly punctured the Master’s skull from behind, the clawed fingers exiting through the eyes.

Dante grunted. “And you wanted to be this asshole’s friend.”

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Dante kicked the Master’s head and it careened into the wall.

Gladys helped Adam to his feet.

The surviving bees began to return outside. Some landed on Adam.

Adam looked down at the bees that did not make it.

Dante turned to him. “You wanted to be his friend?”

Adam looked at Dante, then away. There were tears in his eyes.

The assassin turned away as well.

Only Gladys saw the Master’s head rise into the air, hatred in its eyes. “Holy shit!” She let go of Adam, causing him to tumble back to the floor.

The head flew forward.