"Mind if I join?" Akseli asked in the few moments before the fight took hold. He'd already slipped on his brass knuckles and gave a tilt of the head to Elisheva as he addressed her. A strong hand grabbed his bicep and Akseli gave Aharon an irritated glare.

"Akseli now is not the time t-" 

"I told you there was no way I wasn't lookin' for a fight tonight. Just unleash man, it's fun!"

Aharon pulled away with a completely affronted look. "I will not! You know that I don-"

"Then gimme this." With that, Akseli pulled the rope from off of the Angel's belt loop, wrapping it around his hand once and leveling it with the height of many of the men's necks. "Hi there." He gave a quick wink to the guy before his brass-knuckled fist met his throat. The rope wrapped around the mans wrist and Akseli pulled with enough force to send him to the floor. Blood spurt from the stranger's nose and mouth and he didn't get back up.

With a grin, he leaped towards his next victi- er...opponent.

"Akse-!" Aharon sighed and grabbed the first aid kit he keeps latched onto his belt. He looked at Sera and the other two Fallen and then back to his kit. "This will not be nearly enough..."