Eryx watched him, unaffected by the empty threat. "Then die." He said bluntly, looking Ryan in the face. "Those are the two options, go ahead. Kill yourself, because there's not a chance of you walking out of here alive, not in the slightest. I've spent days inspecting every bit of the security so go ahead and make it easy." He stepped closer, dipping his hand in a pitcher of water with an unmoving gaze. "Or swing with that puny fist of yours, keep your heat under control or it'll break the no killing rule and you die. Without your ability you're the same weak, unloved, worthless criminal shit you were before you came here. First and last thing you'll ever be."