Slade's piercing gaze lingered on you, his eyes seemingly dissecting your every move. "I am well aware you don't want to be here," he declared, his voice slicing through the suffocating silence like a razor. As he began to prowl around you, his movements reminiscent of a cunning predator, your nerves frayed at the edges. "You see, you're here for one sole purpose..." he abruptly halted, now confronting you head-on, "To be my apprentice. It may be grueling, even formidable, but you will triumph."