The Voice of the Oracle sneered. "You've already been marked. I'm giving you one chance—get on your knees now and accept the baptism. Otherwise, you'll be dragged into a pit of eternal damnation!"

Andrew replied flatly, "Then I'll give you a chance—take off that stupid hood and show me your damn face! And while you're at it, drop to your knees and receive the gift of rebirth from me!"

The Voice of the Oracle exploded with rage and reached for a weapon.

Just then, a whistling sound could be heard, and a golden needle pierced straight through their palm. They only had time to let out a miserable scream before Andrew lunged in and landed a brutal kick across their face.

The Voice of the Oracle spun a full 180 degrees in the air before crashing heavily to the ground.

Andrew stepped forward, stomped on the person's chest, and yanked the hood off.

It was actually a bald man. Right in the center of his shiny scalp was a tattoo of a red venomous snake.

The Voice of the Oracle,