Zayga looked at the big man with a cute smile.. "Well if you went soft-ish, I would throw you across the room. So devil-ish it is!" She says with a small giggle. She put her arm up and grasped his hand, she tensed and got ready for the call to start. She knew that she would win, he was big and thought a lot of himself but he was no match for her. Of course she wasn't underestimating him either.
When she heard the call to start she let him get her hand almost to the table, but stopped it just short before hitting the table, then in one quick motion pushed his hand back the other way, slamming his hand on the table.