"GAAAAAAH!" a loud roar escaped from the chef as his grip loosened. Gabriel was dropped onto the ground as the chef put his hands on his crotch, protecting his family jewels as he rolled on the ground, keeling over in pain and humiliation.

The crowd had mixed feelings about the halfling bard's strategem, talking amongst themselves but staring at either the bard or the chef, sometimes shifting their attention between the two. The bet takers held their money tightly, leaning into the fight to see if there was going to be anything last minute- a second wind from the chef, or the bard landing a finishing blow.

"Get 'em darlin'!" Crystal cheered.