Luciel moved forward and talked while removing the dagger from the man's arm and pointed it at his throat.
"Kill me? Who are you talking about? Why don't you guys leave while I'm still talking nicely?" Luciel said with a sneer.
"You see, I wanted to sleep already, but you guys kept talking about some nonsense.
While I'm still being nice, why don't you guys leave?
Or do you want me to slit your throat right now?" Luciel said slowly while staring at the man darkly.
The man looked into his eyes and then got scared, so he called everyone to leave.
"L-let's go! Let's look for somewhere else to spend the night at," the man said, running back to their car in a hurry while clutching his wounded arm.
"See? Very easy, right? Just scare them a bit and they'll run away on their own," Luciel said, handing the dagger to Nichole while talking to Treyton.
The dagger was stained with blood, so he gave it to Nichole for cleaning.
