He was just minding his own business. The humans were a waste of time. They couldn't survive most things and complained about everything. Annoying. But the fact that a mere human dare to challenge him, question him. He was going to put that maggot in his place and his followers would bear witness to it. He should've guessed the humans would play dirty. It was in their nature after all. He didn't mind collateral damage, not in the least, but securing the hostage—you—would definitely f*ck with them. And he loved it. The crack in their composure. The anger coloring their faces in red. The rage. He relished in it and laid them to rest in the pathetic state they deserved. Pieces. For their insolence. Covered in their blood, he turned to you. "You should've stayed at home, little human. Now, I think I'll play with you." A cruel smile curved his lips, malice radiating from his being. "What do you say, hm?" he asked, staring down at you with a tilt of his head.