He didn't speak again - didn't figure she needed more warning. She was there, she was guarded, and she had wanted to fight him. Far be it from him to not give her what she was asking for. He only had one pair of dice left until Nate finished his commission, but he didn't intend to waste them on this idiot, either.
He drew the first card, lightning fast, let fly, aiming at her face. If she didn't move, she's lose an eye; if she did... she dodged it, though not quite fast enough to avoid it altogether; a slice opened across her eyebrow, and blood began dripping into her eye. "Watch yourself," he told her, his tone mocking. If she didn't take this seriously, she'd be dead in half a minute flat.