Universal Language Part 7

The cheers from the crowd danced throughout the bar. Everyone was having a good time enjoying the fight as bets were quickly being made. A few people gathered wagering what little they had on who they thought they would win.

"5 drachma on the man with the beard"

"20 on the pretty boy over there fighting him"

"I got 10 drachma on the old man he's got a fire in him"

People were shouting out their wagers at a man who was writing it all down while another man was collecting the money. It was beyond surprising how fast they managed to set everything up.

Pushing through the crowd of people was Roy he wanted to make a bet as well.

"Ha, put me down for 30 drachma on that Gresham guy he's the one fighting the old man" Roy's bet was quickly taken and he was given a number. He then squeezed his way back through to observe the fight.

Desmond fought Gresham well he used his military training with great skill. He didn't need magic to fight Gresham he only enhanced his body to make sure Leopold felt it when he punched him.

As the two crossed blows Gresham was trying to dodge as much of Desmond's punches as he could, but Desmond's fists kept hitting him square in the face. When Desmond fought against Eliot and lost it wasn't because he completely sucked at fighting. It was all because Eliot was too skilled of a fighter for Desmond to face off against.

Desmond showed off his hard work over the year and a half of bone breaking training has brought him. He parried most of Gresham's punches from hitting him his defense wasn't perfect, but it was good enough for a bar fight. As Desmond deflected Gresham's blows he managed to punch Gresham in the jaw. Jarring him long enough for Desmond to grab his head and have his face it meet his knee. Gresham's teeth bled a little only enough to turn his teeth red, but more than enough to piss him off.

As Gresham's head flung backward from being kneed in the face Desmond at that moment found himself in a good position to grab Gresham's arm. Desmond then turned himself around place Gresham's arm over his shoulder and flung him over it into the crowd.

It was like a group of dominos being knocked over as the people fell resulting in a table behind them all being flipped over. The food and alcohol on the table spilled onto the spectators including Gresham. The part of the crowd that wasn't covered in food was happily laughing at those who were. While the other half of the crowd that had their clothes soiled angrily pushed Gresham off and back towards Desmond.

Just as Gresham was about to fight he was handed a chair by someone in the crowd Gresham didn't know him, but Desmond knew him it was Roy. Gresham accepted the sturdy chair while Desmond gave Roy a stupified look as he said, "what in the world are you doing Roy who's side are you on".

Roy told Desmond, "I'm securing my bet don't be afraid to tap out".

Desmond had many things to say to Roy for betting against his friend but was preoccupied with the now softly glowing chair coming at him. Gresham held the chair with both hands as he swung it at Desmond.

The chair was being enhanced by Gresham's chi, chi is the internal body's energy. Most people who have no talent for magic choose to learn it yet, not everyone is able to master it. Using chi is slightly easier to use during the beginning stages, but just as hard to master as magic. Many people spend there whole lives stuck as a disciple. Never reaching the level of strength similar to a rank 1 mage, but mages are inherently stronger than those who primarily use chi.

Yet, there have been many exceptions where chi users have overshadow magi both in combat and knowledge. Resulting in fierce displays of strength from masters on both sides.

Desmond knew that chi energy could hurt him just as much as magic, so he wanted to avoid getting hit by the chair as much as possible. Desmond backed away from Gresham every time he swung the chair wait for an opening so he could grab the chair from him. As Desmond attempted to dodge the chair once more he felt a hand grab his ankle. Looking down Desmond saw It was Leopold who was still on the floor being pinned by Lance.

He used his free hand to give his partner the chance he needed which Gresham took with open arms. He slammed the chair into Desmond's chest knocking him to the floor then at Lance's head. Lance failing to dodge in time got smacked away by the chair freeing Leopold.

The crowd was loving what was happening so was Roy, who knew the power one chair could bring to a person. While Desmond and Lance were still on the floor Gresham broke off two of the chair's legs and handed one to Leopold who was almost on his feet.

While Desmond and Lance were having some difficulty with there opponents because of Roy's help. John was having a much easier time fighting Robert since John fought with his legs it gave him a long reach.

Robert was pelted with kicks from all sides, not wanting to lose Robert endured one of John's kicks to the gut and grabbed his leg. John had faced the same problem in close combat practice before. There were multiple things he could do to free himself, but instead of a safer more practical option. He chose to jump up high with his other leg and kick Robert in the face backing him up into the crowd that was still pissed about being covered in food.

As Robert approached the crowd someone there joined in the fun and punched him in the face. Robert recoiled back from sudden getting punched from a random guy in the crowd opening him up for another kick in the back from John. Pushing him forward to receive a second punch from the crowd.

As this cycle continued more people joined in to punch Robert some in the crowd complained about messing with the bets but were drowned out by the noise of fists pounding on flesh and every other chaotic thing happening in the bar.