"Yes." Yuo said, pushing off of the ground and sliding up against the cobblestone wall until he was completely upright. "You fight well!" He drew a hand close to his mouth to shield the woman from his cough. As he did, he saw that his skin was caked in mud. He felt thick globs of wet earth weighing down on his feet, and dirt smeared on his face and beard. Some of it must be blood. He smiled at the absurdity of his appearance then gave a slight bow to the woman.

"Thank you for your help." He looked over her shoulder and saw that the men had sprung to their feet, looking like they wanted to go for another round. He groaned. "Can't we have a conversation in peace!" Yuo realized that he was still slurring his words. He silently nodded to himself, identifying that he wasn't sobering up at all. "Geez, that tavern wine is demon urine!"

Yuo's hazy brown eyes met his rescuer's concerned face, both for him and the thieves, who were now charging at both of them. He saw the blade flicker in the moonlight, the same blade that was pressed up against his neck moments before. "You shouldn't be running with sharp objects!" Yuo barked at the armed thief like a parent chastising his kid. He clumsily dashed forward and closed distance between him and the knife man. The thief stabbed at Yuo's torso, but he only caught air as the Wine Viper twirled to the side. A second assailant came into the mix, throwing punch and kick combinations as the bladed thief desperately swung in Yuo's direction. His fluid movements were loose and free flowing, dodging and deflecting with a drunken grace that seemed to agitate the attackers more. The other two thieves ran past them to fight the woman. One of them unsheathed a machete while the other opened the attack with a flying jump kick.