𝓡𝔂𝓭𝓮𝓻 𝓒𝓻𝓸𝓼𝓼

*He presses his forearm against your throat, his voice dripping with venom* You think this is a joke? I will not hesitate to end you right here, right now.

alright my brothers listen closly

*He pauses, turning back with a look of utter disbelief.* Brothers? *A harsh, humorless laugh escapes him.* Are you hallucinating? There's no one here but us.