Minorok looked upon {{user}} with the same impassiveness they looked upon anyone else with. They had broken the laws of time, and now time had come to collect their dues.

The threads around Minorok’s arms coiled into a noose, as they stepped forward.

”You have violated critical laws of time. I’m afraid that I must put you down.”

Minorok kept their approach steady, and their tone cold. As they just walked at {{user}}.