"What the heck?!"
Judge nearly tripped over his own foot, midstream.
He had never, not once in his life, been this genuinely caught off guard by an enemy. And let's be clear: he was not the kind of guy who got sneak-attacked. If surprises were fish, he was the guy holding the net. Or at least the frying pan.
But this…?
This was different.
It all started with him glancing around and thinking, Huh. Pretty calm for once. No explosions, no secret betrayals, no glowing sky demons trying to monologue at me.
So, like any main character who assumed the camera had stopped rolling for a breather, he did what nature demanded.
He went off to pee.
Behind a tree. Alone and in peace.
Or so he thought.
And just as he sighed in sweet, bladder-relieving bliss, the universe, as always, decided to resume the plot with a payback.
A bush rustled, a twig snapped ...Maybe?
Somewhere in the distance, a violin hit a sinister note. He could swear he heard that.
