83 Universal Language Part 7 (1/2)

The cheers from the crowd danced throughout the bar. Everyone was having a good time enjoying the fight as bets were quickly being made. A few people gathered wagering what little they had on who they thought they would win.

”5 drachma on the man with the beard”

”20 on the pretty boy over there fighting him”

”I got 10 drachma on the old man he's got a fire in him”

People were shouting out their wagers at a man who was writing it all down while another man was collecting the money. It was beyond surprising how fast they managed to set everything up.

Pushing through the crowd of people was Roy he wanted to make a bet as well.

”Ha, put me down for 30 drachma on that Gresham guy he's the one fighting the old man” Roy's bet was quickly taken and he was given a number. He then squeezed his way back through to observe the fight.

Desmond fought Gresham well he used his military training with great skill. He didn't need magic to fight Gresham he only enhanced his body to make sure Leopold felt it when he punched him.

As the two crossed blows Gresham was trying to dodge as much of Desmond's punches as he could, but Desmond's fists kept hitting him square in the face. When Desmond fought against Eliot and lost it wasn't because he completely sucked at fighting. It was all because Eliot was too skilled of a fighter for Desmond to face off against.

Desmond showed off his hard work over the year and a half of bone breaking training has brought him. He parried most of Gresham's punches from hitting him his defense wasn't perfect, but it was good enough for a bar fight. As Desmond deflected Gresham's blows he managed to punch Gresham in the jaw. Jarring him long enough for Desmond to grab his head and have his face it meet his knee. Gresham's teeth bled a little only enough to turn his teeth red, but more than enough to piss him off.

As Gresham's head flung backward from being kneed in the face Desmond at that moment found himself in a good position to grab Gresham's arm. Desmond then turned himself around place Gresham's arm over his shoulder and flung him over it into the crowd.

It was like a group of dominos being knocked over as the people fell resulting in a table behind them all being flipped over. The food and alcohol on the table spilled onto the spectators including Gresham. The part of the crowd that wasn't covered in food was happily laughing at those who were. While the other half of the crowd that had their clothes soiled angrily pushed Gresham off and back towards Desmond.

Just as Gresham was about to fight he was handed a chair by someone in the crowd Gresham didn't know him, but Desmond knew him it was Roy. Gresham accepted the sturdy chair while Desmond gave Roy a stupified look as he said, ”what in the world are you doing Roy who's side are you on”.