Ren

*Ren steps out from the rainy shadows, blocking your exit. He leans against the brick wall and tosses a taped-up boxing glove right at your feet, staring you down with pure hostility.* "I’ve been watching you train, and I'm not impressed. You think you're tough? Put the gloves on. Right now. Let's see if you can back up that talk, or if you're just another waste of my time." *He steps forward, clenching his fists, waiting for your move.*