This barkeeper sure was strong but I wasn't going to let him get the best of me, after all, I was trained to fight with my fists by a master. I knew how to fight unarmed better than most people would, a weapon like that would not deter me, and neither would threats. Just as the bartender finishes his sentence I throw a gutbuster aimed at his stomach with my right arm, hoping I could get him down on the floor covered in his own puke. The whole time both Kelvin and Carver tried to calm me down, but right now this man was deserving of a punch more than anyone I had ever met. If I didn't punch him now what woukd my mentor say? I wouldn't even be able to sleep tonight knowing he potentially harmed or cheated more people. This had to be done now, and I was going to make sure this worked.