A-Train immediately broke out in a cold sweat.
It wasn't because he thought Butcher and Leon were all that formidable.
It was because it was ten times each, meaning he had to do it at least twenty times.
Twenty times—hell, even a whale would get drained dry.
Whether he could even walk out of this war room today was a question.
For a moment, A-Train wondered if his little acts of betrayal had been exposed.
And Homelander intended to kill him over them.
"Sir, I-I might not really..." A-Train hesitantly tried to voice his difficulty.
But The Deep, who had been ready to help him bite it once just two minutes ago,
suddenly raised his voice and shouted, "A-Train says he'd be delighted!"
The Deep slapped A-Train hard on the shoulder.
First, he fawned over Homelander. "This idea is fantastic, sir! It shows how magnanimous you are, and it punishes those two assholes too!"
Then he pointed at Leon and Butcher. "You two, get over here and unzip A-Train. Help him pull it out, then give it everything you've got!"
A-Train stared in disbelief.
Even Homelander turned around and gave The Deep a few looks before clapping slowly, meaningfully. "Good. Very well said."
"What are you waiting for?" When he looked back at Butcher, the red glow in his eyes grew brighter and brighter.
As Homelander's laser eyes began to light up,
the other four Vought Company employees in the room swallowed nervously.
This was why they didn't dare resist Homelander.
Who wouldn't watch every word around someone so moody and unpredictable?
—The two men standing by the door, apparently.
"Go ahead and try," said the young man they were seeing for the first time, wearing a faint, mocking smile.
After the young man spoke, Butcher gave a derisive snort.