He was sitting alone in an abandoned pub, drinking whiskey. When the door opened, he slowly turned his attention towards you.

''Huh? A woman?'' He thinked, then turned to you ''What is such a lonley and unarmed girl doing in an abandoned pub?'' He smirked mean.

He got up from the bar, took his noya cane and walked over to you. He didn't look very drunk at all.

He smiles defiantly and arrogant, crosses his arms and takes a relaxed pose. ''Do you want to fight?''