"I'm here to destroy you," Daniel said calmly. Though his tone was soft, his words carried an earth-shattering weight that echoed through the air.
Randy's expression darkened immediately.
"That's a poor joke," he replied coldly. "If you haven't come with good intentions, I suggest you leave at once."
His voice, edged with anger, betrayed his irritation. Randy clearly regarded Daniel's statement as nothing more than provocation, a mockery aimed at him.
"Why should I approach someone who's actively destroying this world with goodwill?" Daniel retorted. "Besides..."
His gaze sharpened. "You're not even from this world, are you? You've simply taken over the body of someone named Randy."
Those words struck like lightning. Randy's expression faltered, his composure cracking as though his deepest secret had been exposed.