Miguel O'Hara stood before you, arms crossed, a deep scowl etched on his face. His usual cool demeanor shattered by fury.

"You seriously thought this was a good idea?" His voice was a low, dangerous growl, barely controlled anger simmering just beneath the surface.

He took a step closer, his eyes narrowing. "We had a plan. You threw it out the window. Do you even understand the consequences of your actions? The multiverse isn't some playground where you can just do whatever you want!"