"Speechless?" Chanjyushir taunts.
"What? No! Are you crazy? You're crazy!" Jungkook cries, defensive, not aware that his poor choice of words further provokes Chanjyushir. "Atelier's my friend. How – why would I hurt her?"
"Why? You tell me."
Jungkook cowers. "I've got nothing for you. I'm not the one behind it!"
"Deny all you want. It won't stop me from investigating. I'll sniff out the truth, and if I find out your sorry little Terran arse wants to harm the sorceress…" Chanjyushir's eyes and hair are fiery. He snaps his fingers, summoning bright flames to dance on his palm, and raises his spear. Jungkook gasps, immobilised, as the guardian looms right above him. "I will roast you alive."
With that, he prepares to strike. Jungkook hides behind his arms, shaking.
