Athinar chuckled at the young woman's pluck. [color=Red]"Confident, aren't we?"[/color] The Void God sat upon the railing of the poop deck, the stern of the ship elevated above the main deck, wheel behind him. His adamant katana sheathed and on his hip, he smirked down at the girl, legs crossed. 

[color=Red]"Once, a foolish girl walked into a forest, all alone. Her cloak wasn't the only red thing in the snow once the big bad wolf was done with her."[/color] Grinning and licking his lips, he jumped down to the maindeck, crouching as he landed, dispersing the shock of the fall. 

[color=Red]"This isn't a forest, Little Red. But it should suffice."[/color] Falling into a sword stance, he unhooked his sheath from his belt, and held it right below the sword's guard in his left hand. His right hand grasping the katana's hilt, he pulled the blade about a centimeter from where it rested in the sheath.

Slowly approaching the woman, his eyes glowed red as he drunk in her form, following her every movement. He was on the balls of his feet, ready to rocket off in any direction. If she charged him, he would dance out of the way, dodging to the side. Anything else, he would try to dodge while remaining in his position.