“… Do not even t h i n k of coming to the lair of A K U to steal from his hoard of c a n d y …”
Guess who just snagged an entire fistful.
“I didn’t think of it. YOU thought of it.”
And just like that, a dark tendril reached out, wrapping around the wrists of his other self.
“Then surely you know that there is no way to escape the R E P E R C U S S I O N of A K U .”
“For an ordinary mortal that is certainly so,” the demon spoke, a wicked grin upon his face. “But I am afraid you have—met your match!”
He flexed his claws and raised them skyward. By magical forces, all the candy rose into the air and began to swirl around the room in a confectionery typhoon.