"All right," Rook replies. "Go over the bar when it starts," he says. "I can't cover you fighting this many."
But as he's speaking another punch lands, the big guy growing annoyed at the discussion these two are having and not paying attention to his fists. It lands somewhere at Rook's side and he takes it with just a little grunt, his arm shooting out to wrap around the man's neck and then his fist comes like a hammer to the ugly face, apparently trying to connect his own hands while holding the goons head in between.
It's hard enough hit that the big man is left dazed, stumbling back. Rook doesn't have time to finish him right away, he has several others on him. So he moves, steps to the side to the open space, slaps the first man coming at him so fast in the face the dude is left reeling. The hit isn't hard enough to really knock him out but it'll confuse, so Rook has time to grab onto the third, swimming right under his arms to the man's front and pushing him back with a hard hook to his middle and then a kick to finish it off, sending the man on top of the two rushing in behind him.
He swirls, he punches, he kicks. It's like watching someone go through an intricate dance, except people get hurt when they get close to him. One man is sent on his back on top of a table, that groans from the weight, then another before one of the table legs gives out and the men crash down on cracked wood. Rook takes a few hits, but he's used to taking them, none of these men actually know how to hurt you with their bare fists.
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But as he's speaking another punch lands, the big guy growing annoyed at the discussion these two are having and not paying attention to his fists. It lands somewhere at Rook's side and he takes it with just a little grunt, his arm shooting out to wrap around the man's neck and then his fist comes like a hammer to the ugly face, apparently trying to connect his own hands while holding the goons head in between.
It's hard enough hit that the big man is left dazed, stumbling back. Rook doesn't have time to finish him right away, he has several others on him. So he moves, steps to the side to the open space, slaps the first man coming at him so fast in the face the dude is left reeling. The hit isn't hard enough to really knock him out but it'll confuse, so Rook has time to grab onto the third, swimming right under his arms to the man's front and pushing him back with a hard hook to his middle and then a kick to finish it off, sending the man on top of the two rushing in behind him.
He swirls, he punches, he kicks. It's like watching someone go through an intricate dance, except people get hurt when they get close to him. One man is sent on his back on top of a table, that groans from the weight, then another before one of the table legs gives out and the men crash down on cracked wood. Rook takes a few hits, but he's used to taking them, none of these men actually know how to hurt you with their bare fists.