Avis let out a growl and threw her bread at the man, landing it straight in the back of his head.<br/>"You don't know anything about me, you low life nothing! And you can hope I'd rot, but I know god damn well you<em>will</em>!" Avis stood tall before the man, her blood boiling. This was it, she'd need to brace herself for his attack. Was she scared? Yes, but she wasn't about to show it.