Wow, was the crowd super horny. Well- he guessed it was having to do a bit with the whole fact that everyone was ready to get down and dirty at the least offer.

But that made sure that the terrian was going to be completely stumble-worthy. This actually worked in Chika's favor as he started toward his opponent- who decided that the best way to fight a werewolf was to run away.

He snorted, and snatched the lube bottle out of mid-air. Nice kick, but he was not impressed with the fact that it wasn't a fight, it was a chase. And he wanted a fight! A real one!

He huffed, annoyed, before flicking the bottle of lube away- at Baspite's feet. And it wouldn't be the only one from the bottles of oil that he was grabbing and throwing in quick flicks of his wrist to his feet and ankles, trying to make the man trip.

"C'mon, pretty boy." He taunted. "You can stand and fight, can't ya?"

He knew the crowd was getting very creative in their suggestions, but he wasn't paying attention to them at all. Not important at all.