Get Bloody

It was no surprise that La Hiena immediately got back at Qing Chen with his message. La Hiena's message read: DO I LOOK LIKE I'M SCARED OF YOU, BOY? IS ENSURING A WIN COWARDLY? I AM MERELY TRYING TO SPEED UP THE PROCESS. DON'T THINK THAT YOU'RE GETTING IN MY HEAD WITH YOUR CHILDISH TAUNTS. 

Qing Chen could only grin at the message. "But I think I am getting inside his head. What do you think?" he asked Qing Lok, who was still in recovery but was feeling well enough that he could move around.

Wuming laughed. "He's an idiot."

"So who do we got on our side?" asked Qing Lok, already looking tired after just a couple of hours.

Qing Chen rattled off some names. They were expecting their new guests by the end of the week. "It's going to get bloody."

"Yeah," seconded Wuming as he looked over at the list of people who were coming. Then his eyes flitted to their armory inventory.