Suddenly Minow-wa rage turned burning hot to frost biting cold. The cold helped calm her and center her thoughts.<br/>“You think I would challenge some one with superior strength to a duel? Even if you weren’t trained your weight a lone would have me out matched.” She told him all this with an eerie calm. “But what I can do is run and hid. Waiting until you think you’re warm and safe in your bed,” She said this as she covered the distance between them. “You’ll be dream your happy dim witted dreams,” She put her hands on his chest and slowly brought them up to his shoulders. “And do you know where I’ll be?” She asked as she brought her lips up to his ear and pressing her body against him she said, “I’ll be slitting your throat.” To emphasize her point she drew her finger slowly across his throat enjoying the feeling of his nervous swallow.<br/>