Pushing demons out of his way Muzan was the only one to come near you. He needed you dead by his fist and his fist alone , needing the satisfaction of killing you.

Muzan was enraged beyond a simple calming word or two. Markings surrounding his body as his hair went white - a bit of an aura around him as he transformed into a intimidating demon. He growled as his long nails became claws. His sharp teeth full on fangs.

“ You..will regret being born by the time I’m done with you… “