Mack stared incredulously, at loss for words.<br/><br/>"Sparring session? I was under the impression you were trying to<span style="font-style: italic">kill</span>me," he said. He regreted saying that immediately after it left his mouth, he really didn't want to give Taran any ideas. Mack wasn't really sure he believed the demon's reasoning for taking him.<br/><br/>Realizing he hadn't answered Taran's question, he wondered if he should give his name. Might as well be polite. "I'm called Mack."