What a Stupid Game

'This is a mess.'

Kaisen licked his lips and cracked his joints, getting ready for what he anticipated to be a cakewalk of a fight.

But before he could enjoy his victory dance, he needed answers from the lady boss, and before that, he had to sort out the Maximus mess.

So, why hadn't Kaisen just yeeted Maximus into oblivion the moment he suspected him of working for the Night Shades?

Well, it was complicated, like trying to solve a Rubik's Cube while blindfolded.

Firstly, he needed answers. Secondly, Kaisen had grown fond of Maximus, like a cat reluctantly adopting a mouse as a pet.

If Maximus had pulled any stunts that directly harmed the party, his head would have been rolling faster than a cheese wheel down a hill. 

But the thing was, Maximus's betrayal barely felt like a betrayal. It was more like finding out your pet goldfish was moonlighting as a sushi chef—it was surprising but didn't really change much.