The chef groaned and grunted on the floor. He put one hand down against the ground and attempted to push himself up. The chef looked up, and his eyes widened. As soon his his face came up, it was right in the path of Gabriel's fist. "Oh n-" was all he could say before the punch landed square over his teeth. The chef cried out in pain as he was knocked out on the ground, a tooth flying from his mouth over to Gabriel's feet.

Nearby, some people were cheering, others sighing and looking disappointing, mostly at their lost money. The chef was defeated. The barmaid ran to Gabriel and bent over, giving the halfling a hug. She whispered to Gabriel. "Drinks on me" she pat him in the back.