“Snakehead? I suppose it is as good as any other, as names go,” the supermassive fish growled. “Since you insist on remaining out of my reach, I must wonder what business you have with me.”

Anur, Rana, and Bufo croaked quietly a moment before responding. “We wish you to go,” Rana said. “Take your leave of our pond and trouble us no longer.”

“Ha!” Snakehead said. “Bold words indeed. A fish, leaving a pond? You might as well ask a spider to swim.”

“We’ve seen you go out of the water. It’s how you got here.” Bufo’s voice was low, as menacing as he could make it. “You pretend to have a weakness that you don’t really have.”

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