Well, that was rude of him!  She pouted for a moment... and then activating her breeze she took off after him, her legs carrying her faster than the man with ease, running right by him and stopping just in front of him, popping her knuckles as they hardened, preparing for a strike if need be.<br/><br/>"Last chance: talk and you could live, or run and I'll rip you to shreds for certain!" she hissed, her wind about her making her hair and clothing blow in her disguised form "I'll give you till three... two... one..."