fight in the alleyway
"I can assure you your fight isn't with me, but if we must, I understand. Alls I want are some answers, but if I must, I will leave with your lives as well," he says, noticing the men reaching for their weapons and adjusting their grips.
He moves his right hand to his katana and grips the hilt tightly. He backs up a bit more and then shifts his stance to a fighting position, left foot forward, knees bent slightly. He looks the men over, checking for any possible weak spots or shortcomings. He smirks, completely confident, and waits for them to make their move, hoping like hell Chye is ready should they attack.
"I don't know if you would be willing or not, but I will duel with one of you for the answers I seek. If you accept, I'll take on the best of you. None of you need to die today in a dark alleyway with your friends watching," he says, his voice taking on a more serious tone.
He takes his left hand and runs it over his hair, ensuring his top knot is presentable and secured.