[Demonicwolf216]

I snarl, not moving. "Isn't it your duty to protect humans? The blood that courses through my veins isn't purely demonic." My blade appears in my hand and I begin to twirl it, stepping towards you. Each step forcing you back. "Being younger might not move me up on the food chain, but being demonic sure will. Your kind hides from us in the day but you're still foolish enough to venture out during hunting hours. You've had years of experience, I have years of training. You sure as hell have the guts needed to approach and taunt me, but I know for a fact your bravery does not overpower your common sense. It would be foolish to engage in a fight with a halfling." I sheath my knife.