"After all this time not seeing each other, this is how you respond to seeing me? I'm deeply hurt, Mr Mirage!"
Just as John issued the frantic warning to his friends, the middle-aged man calmly shook his head, looking immensely amused by the current situation. He adjusted the collar of his ragged jacket as if he were wearing a tailored suit in a boardroom.
"Didn't I tell you before? Humans are all an arrogant and useless race," the man sneered, his eyes scanning the perimeter with carelessness.
"I can easily tell you never saw this coming. You never saw me coming. To be honest, I never expected you to last this long here. I thought you were going to die within the first few days, so I decided to send that group of D-1000 units to take over your territory and harvest the remains. Instead, they found you standing and alive, only to end up dying at your hands. Very impressive, Mr Mirage. Truly, indeed, impressive."
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