Arcos reached over his shoulder and grasped the hilt of the blade stuck to his back. Despite there being nothing holding the scabbard on it stayed in place as he drew the blade in a single strong pull. The metal clearing the edge of the scabbard with the screech of metal on metal. The blade was wide and long with a deep steel fuller in the center. It at least didn't seem to be the normal vendor trash new characters usually got.<br/><br/>He stepped slightly in front of Penny and held the blade out to his side, tip slightly behind his ankle as he reversed his grip on it so the blade pointed back and the pommel forward. His voice rough as he spoke carefully.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(204, 102, 255)">"If you had chosen to respect her you might have gotten her to join. If you'd respected me I'd have joined as well. There's no sign you're anything but a level 0 the same as the rest of us; so there's nothing to make me think your guild is all that impressive yet. So maybe you back down and go find another woman to harass before we find out together what the death mechanic looks like?"</span><br/><br/>Despite his calm voice there was no sign he was willing to back down at all. His muscles were tensed and his feet slid apart as his knees bent. Ready to brace and take an impact if he had too. Though he was happy for the buff he got from Penny's shield. The pulsing icon telling him it reduced incoming damage. Might be all he needed to keep from dying if they attacked.<br/><br/>Though the three seemed nonplussed that their show of force wasn't enough to intimidate them. The tiger pointed at the two of them.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(250, 197, 28)"> "We're gonna remember you losers!"</span>He snarled and then turned and started to run back down the road towards the city. His bald companions going with him.