Time to step up

[a magical taco]

Richard stood up to face Rebecca and cast a spell on himself to learn the skill of brawl. He eyes burned but his face stayed as neutral as always. With great effort his voice did not reveal how he felt. "We can take this outside or we can square the circle" Richard knew that Rebecca could see the magic coursing though him. He was ready to cast counter spell on her if she tried to dispel what he had done though he wasn't sure he could pull it off. He stepped forward until her breast touched his chest. "Do not Force my hand, Rebecca. You will not like the result." His eyes bore holes into her and for a moment he could feel his nostrils began to flare. He got his breath under control. In the moment he was ready to hurt her.