Despration was not a brawler or a proper fighter; He figured himself to be a healer that occasionally had to kill someone in order to help several others. But while he was good at ending the lives of others, he preferred ambushing single targets rather then getting into an extended fight.

As the high pitched cry of police sirens started to appear on the edge of his hearing, a new wave of goons burst through from what wasn no doubt the VIP area. Deciding to let the others handle the new assault wave, the plague doctor tackled the gorgen that he seemed to have teamed up with earlier behind a couple of slot machines to avoid gun fire while he talked to her. 

"The police are on route. We can leave the goons to the others but we need to seal off that staircase before we get caught in a crossfire. Do you think you can move a table and some chairs or something to block up the door while I visit the bar Ms... Sorry, I don't know what to call you."

[@Kingfisher]