The club was thumping to the sounds of the music...or it would have been had someone not decided to bust the place up. Of course the thugs wouldn't be able to handle this. They could barely handle a simple robbery, let alone fending off an armed combatant. Even if they didn't make decent guards it was kind of fun to watch.

Then came the beowolves, certainly better combatants that the guards, but still no match for a skilled warrior. This guy, whoever he was, was going to be entertaining to say the least.

Black Adder sat in a private booth, watching the events unfold before she looked to her partner, "What do you say? Should we get involved?" There was a smirk as she watched the attacker fend off the beowolves with what looked like practiced ease.