Tempus was hoping he wouldn't have to give a demonstration. But it looked like he was going to have to. Tempus did not want to hurt the Jager, but at least the drug wasn't lethal. Well until strike three at least. The claws, at least. Not the gun... That was rarely used. And even then, he remembered how much he hated it the first time he used it.
"Then show me how quick you are" he smiled. Tempus was always on the defensive. He rarely attacked first. He stood waiting, the claws flexed by his side, his eyes fixed on Maxim, watching for any subtle movements.