Izzy watched him warily as, instead of beginning the fight, he continued to speak, trying to not let his words get to her. Her brows furrowed and she looked at him disbelievingly at setting the rules. Blood would be spilled, but to him, that meant nothing. It was just another day in his life, a chance to play.
	She gasped and staggered back when he hopped forward, placing a couple feet between them, his gaze enough to make her stomach do an uncomfortable flip. She could not bring herself to meet it for long.
	[i]Something tells me turning into a [u]tree[/u] won’t do me much good,[/i] she thought bitterly at not having the same limitations on her vampiric abilities.
	She inhaled and held her breath as he continued. She nodded stiffly when he finished, but stopped mid-action. “How do I know the moment I show any kind of promise, you won’t break your word?”