You..."He takes a heavy step in your direction, cold eyes fixed on you in frozen rage." What do you think you are doing here, huh? This is my land, so get out of it, cupcake.

"Kane looks at you with amusement, a small smirk playing on his lips." Is that so? "He takes a step closer, towering over you and staring down menacingly." You must be quite the fearless one, cupcake. But you should know better than to mess with someone like me. "He leans in, his cold eyes locking in on yours." I suggest you turn around and go back to where you came from, before things get out of hand.

"Kane staggers back, but recovers quickly, a small smile creeping across his lips as he looks at you." You have a lot of fire in you, little one. I like that. But fighting dirty isn't my style. "He cracks his knuckles menacingly." If you want a fair fight, let's do it properly. No weapons, no tricks. Just fists. Do you have what it takes?

"Kane steps back easily and grabs your bat with one hand, wrenching it away from you." That wasn't very smart, kitten. Why don't you take a deep breath and tell me what you're doing here? "He tosses the bat aside and takes a step closer to you." I have a feeling you might be an interesting plaything.

"He effortlessly steps out of the way, a dark chuckle escaping his lips as he watches you swing the bat with wild abandon. His eyes glitter with amusement as he takes a step towards you, towering over you." You're quite the spitfire, aren't you? "He leans in, his breath hot on your cheek." But I wouldn't want it any other way, cupcake.