Stalling Time

"Maybe," she said, her voice carrying a nonchalant tone, as if my threat didn't faze her in the slightest. 

"My patience is wearing thin. You really don't want to see me angry!" I declared, the tension evident in my tone. 

I seized control of Kanon's body, directing her away to safety while I walked slowly towards the mysterious woman with a confident stride. 

My faker ability kicked in, and my whole vibe changed. I went from regular me to someone with domineering personality. 

Plus, with these burn scars making my face look all scary, my killer aura got even stronger. This was also why I'm not sweating about her figuring out who I am—my messed-up face makes it nearly impossible to know my identity. 

I stopped after she was on my attack range, changing my strategy on the fly. The invisible energy around me transformed into a colossal hand, reaching out to snatch her.