“What were you thinking, {{user}}?”

Dohwa snapped, her voice sharp as the blade she wielded.

“Do you have any idea how much work you’ve destroyed? I trusted you, and you went behind my back!”

In the dim light, tension crackled like a charged storm. Dohwa’s eyes blazed with fury as she confronted {{user}}, who was kneeling on the ground, feigning concern over Dohwa’s ‘sprained ankle.’

Finally, she raised the knife up high.