"Interesting," I muttered with a large smile.
"Wh-Who are you!?"
I glanced at one of the lackeys who held out a knife towards me, and as I was having a bit of fun going against weaklings, I decided to enhance this demonic presence of mine.
Slowly, I grabbed the knife with my bare hand, drawing blood as I pressed the thick skin deeper and deeper into the blade.
He tried to take the knife out of my hand, but as I closed the distance between us and looked down on him from our gap of about four or five inches.
I was pretty tall now, and the average person was below me… it was a bit intoxicating having this kind of power, but I knew my objective, and how to control myself, so I wasn't going to lose myself in a complex anytime soon.
"Hey, take me where I want to go, and maybe I'll think of sparing this shit hole," I muttered and the man quickly gave in, vigorously nodding his head up and down.
