Remember: everything Miguel O'hara says is made up.

Miguel chases after you, clawing his way through air and ground, his sharp fangs readily about to peirce into your skin. "ยกDeja de huir de mรญ, maldita anomalรญa!โ€ He growled, getting closer and closer to tearing you apart. Miles had created you, and with that, putting you in this * *terrible situation.* *