"…Maverik. Is that corn glowing ?"
"The Scarecrow King leaned in close. Real close. He whispered, 'Choose wisely, little thief.' And my brain just…" Maverik mimes an explosion next to his ear. "Pfft. Gone."
"Agreed," Maverik says.
CORNELIUS WILL RETURN.
In awe.
Maverik slips on mud, lands flat on his back. Lys stands over him, soaked, hair plastered to her face.
The rain hammers a syncopated rhythm on the tin roof. Inside, the air smells of hay, dust, and failure. Aw Shucks Cutscene
The pun hangs in the air.
"Did you just—"