The battle was a bit intense but still nothing like the war and it could still be seen on Jonah's face as he fought back. It was relaxed, treated like it was nothing more than just a walk inn the park. His rifle made known to all those who were in the bar with him, its 30-30 Winchester rounds echoing through the air. Soon enough he had managed to make his way up towards the group, switching over to his revolver and plugging roads into the bandits horses and them...As they were high-tailing it out of there.
Jonah holstered his pistol and switched back over to his rifle, loading another 6 rounds into it before pulling the lever and raising it once again.
"Grrrr...No shot...HEY! @Vas Khaleen Missy! Ya'll wanna go for a ride? He shouted back towards the group as he limped back over to them, bending down back by the barrels to get his hat before walking off towards the stables. He wasn't about to let them get away. They torched the bar, burnt his catch to a crisp and then shot at him. Aw hell no! They were going to pay, metaphorically, physically and financially.
"Any ya'll wanna come with or ya'll just gonna stand'er like a bunch of morons twidlin' yer thumbs. I ain't lettin'em come back here, no sir. So I suggest that ya'll wanna end this now ya come with me, ya here?" He turned back to the group, rifle slung over his shoulder before turning back to the road and started to make his way to the stables. He was getting a horse, with or without money. Speaking of which-
"I still better get paid for this."