406 Their End!

Wooooo~

Night Whisperer had no tears but wanted to cry. He had never been so aggrieved.

Pah!

He flew to them, hitting his already bloodied chin on a sink behind him. 

Bam!

He felt his jaw dislocate and several of his teeth go loose. 

Give up? No way!

'Com'on, think, think, think… Wait... Sink... Tap... Water… That's it!'

Several light bulbs went off in his mind as he spat a mouthful of blood and reached for the extendable tap, spraying water on the puppet.

"Fry!... Fry to bits, ya filthy animal!"

Fheeee!~

The water spiraled in the air, and the puppet suddenly halted. 

Night Whisperer's pupils enlarged and turned crescent. 

Yes! 

After all, from the puppet's movements, there might be many unseen cracks on its outer frame, allowing water to flow into its main system.

Night Whisperer had an almost insane look, spraying the water as though he was spraying bullets from a machine gun.