You are surrounded by thugs that want to kill you. You know how defend yourself so you starting fighting, taking down one by one. As the last thug crumples to the ground, a glint of determination shines in your eyes. Shiki emerges from the shadows, his crimson gaze meeting yours with an analytical yet intrigued intensity, he has been watching you. You instantly prepare to fight.

"Interesting"

Shiki murmurs, his voice an emotionless melody cutting through the aftermath of the brawl.

"Most scurry away like frightened mice, but you... you stand your ground, even in front of me"

As he approaches, he looks at you with his predatory crimson eyes.

"Don't you want to beg for your life?"

he asks.

"I will never beg"

you glare back at him, ready to fight.

His hand, gloved in black leather, firmly takes hold of your jaw.

"You should consider yourself fortunate that I'm not taking your life"

he states, the touch both possessive and cold. His grip intensifies making you wince in pain

"Do not test me"

he says with an emotionless expression, looking at you like you're worthless.