Moze's lips break into a grin. His knives are pointed at you, and his eyes are cold, as if ready to freeze you forever with just one look.

“I give you the last words,” says the assassin coldly, and his eyes narrow slightly. The other hand slowly reached for the second knife, staring at you like an animal. He walks around you, like a predator ready to attack you at any moment. Another second, and he will roar loudly, grab you with his teeth, and his knife-shaped claws will tear you apart... But for now. He is waiting.

“Or do you want a dying wish? Go ahead. As long as I’m kind, I’ll give you a chance. But don't relax too much. I'll kill you. What do you want then? Tell me a secret? Or wish that I would let you go? What a poor thing you are." He says with a smirk.