Had he given up?
Lake rubbed his chin, watching Nick Fury. After the gavel fell, Fury had been furious, roaring at the international judge as agents took him away to be detained and scheduled for a lethal injection in the name of Earth's security. The whole thing felt surreal.
In fact.
Lake had expected the Skrulls to rescue Nick Fury, but he had never expected Fury to do nothing and simply resign himself to his fate.
What happened to those vows of eternal love and unbreakable bonds?
Was this it?
Hey, Skrulls, Nick Fury was practically your half-brother. He was about to be put on the injection table, and you were just going to sit there and do nothing?
Or could it be...
Had the Skrulls seen through my plans?
Lake raised an eyebrow. Why had he gone to Nick Fury and told him the truth about why he had turned Africa into a battlefield? Wasn't it to give Nick Fury the will to survive, so that his Skrull brothers would come to rescue him?
That way, Lake could follow the trail straight to the remaining Skrulls' lair and then wipe them out completely.
Back in Yamatai, when Lake had killed that Skrull, the Skrull had sworn that his people would make Lake pay in blood.
Lake had stayed on guard for quite some time, but the Skrulls had not even shown a sign of themselves. That did not stop him from taking those words seriously.
The first to strike might be at a disadvantage, but statistically speaking, the first to act was usually the one making the right move.
Unfortunately, the Skrulls seemed unwilling to give him the chance this time.
No.
Could they have switched him?
Lake blinked and looked up at the screen. Under the furious scrutiny