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Feeling more in his element Tic recovered quickly from his charge landing on the floor just in time to see and subsequently dive through the bar stool being hurled at him. Rolling back into a standing position Tic immediately regretted his decision on that front and his wings screamed in pain, this flinch cost him precious seconds as Clay's foot connected with his jaw.

Hurled into the air Tic wanted to land so he continue the fight, however his body was only responding with pain and he fell unceremoniously in a heap across the room from Clay. He could only lay their and glare as clay was left the victor of their little fight.