Kaisen chuckled to himself as he casually told the cats to scram, waving them off like they were flies buzzing around his grand performance.
"Run along, kittens. Leave the big bad dogs to me."
The cats, wide-eyed and clearly relieved, bolted out of there faster than you could say "furry massacre."
Now, it was time for the real fun. Kaisen had the dogs running scared, and honestly, it was hilarious.
They scattered like headless chickens, panicked and desperate, thinking they might outrun the one-man apocalypse they'd just witnessed.
But Kaisen wasn't about to let them off that easy. Oh no, he was herding them—like a twisted farmer guiding his prized cattle straight into the slaughterhouse.