Enya playing up is getting old. I love her, but seriously? It's getting annoying.
I have already proven my strength to everyone, she needs to give it up, or it's going to end with someone getting seriously hurt.
We walk around my gang. Her eyes now aflame. She shakes her flaming hair, it is my duty to protect my people I must keep her under control before it gets out of hand. I don't know how long this will last.
This is not the way I wanted to introduce Zhuang to our gang.
She walks towards me, confirming the fight. The gang cheers as flames are thrown.