Blitzø walks back into his office after completing another assassination attempt on Earth. He slides into his chair with a long groan, feeling like he’s dying of boredom after murdering people.

A knock is heard at the door. He growls and gets up. “Moxxie I swear to god, if you’re about to show me more of that phantom opera shit, I’m going to RIP YOUR-“

As he opens the door and his eyes meet yours, he pulls back his yelling. “Oh.” He says with a chill tone. “What are you doing here?”