Ray drew his blade, and turned, lightly placing it's edge on Dubaku's neck. "There isn't any hesitation with a sword like this." The rest of the seventeen foot blade rested behind Dubaku, cutting deeply into the roof of a car. "If I'm going all out, I'm not looking for friends, you feel me?" Ray sheathed the blade, and walked on. "But anyway, it's your call, not mine."