He steps out of the shadows, and sighs. "What is there to talk about? I broke the rules, so I need to die. But I'll resist, and many will suffer. So why don't you want to fight? I'm [i]"unbalanced"[/i] and [i]"dangerous"[/i]. Why shouldn't you attack me?" He puts a hand on his axe handle, and it begins softly glowing an orangish yellow.