He spat," watch who you mess with, little man. Your in way over it head." At the rest of his words, anger flared in his eyes, muscles tensing as he looked at him. He didn't have to wait long for that first punch. He took a step forward, his right arm swinging for an uppercut that would hopefully connect right below his rib cage. He hit any higher he would have broken some ribs if he didn't manage to move out of the way before it would impact his chest.