Of course standing in the way of the girl they were wanting to have there way with was not the wisest idea. But Bones had a great respect for women, and would not let them be taken advantage of against there will.
This was probably more due to his upbringing in a matriarchal society, were the females were in charge, and to be respected. Or maybe he was just a gentlemen. Sometimes it was hard to tell the difference.
Regardless, he was keeping himself in there way. The one he had pushed back had stumbled for a bit, and then taking a few more drunken steps head proceeded to vomit on the ground, and then pass out.
Apparently though his friends thought this was due to something Bones had done, and not there friends excessive drunkenness. Another guy came up, trying to threaten Bones.
He was not drunk, and made a big deal of pulling out a blade on his hip, which was a long dagger with a wavy blade. He waved it around in Bones face, making several threatening gesture, and telling Bones to move, as it was none of his business.
Finally fed up with Bones, who had not moved at all, he made a lunge at him, trying to sink the blade into his chest.... It did not even make it halfway to him....
Bones had darted out his hands, much faster than the man who had been out drinking, even though he was not drunk.
He grabbed with one hand at the wrist with the blade, and squeezing and twisting, the mans hand popped open, dropping the weapon to the ground.
As he let out a short scream of pain, he flailed, trying to punch Bones with his other hand, but Bones had had enough. Using his full force, he punched the man right in the nose. And being a constrictor dhani, this was almost three times of the strength of a normal man. Needless to say it did some serious damage.
The man froze, not moving at all.... And suddenly a great torrent of blood gushed out of his nose.... As Bones released his hand which he had been squeezing, the man swayed on the spot for a moment, and then fell back onto the road with his head making a dull clunk as it struck.
His nose had been shoved up into his face, and he looked like he was dead. No one could lose that much blood and still be alive right?
Seeing this, there compatriot killed with a single blow, the others hesitated, looking at each others. What they thought was going to be an easy score, and a good time, had suddenly become serious trouble. As they stood there, Bones reached back and pulled out his gladius, holding it in front of him.
As they looked at it, several noticed something about the weapon.... The handle.... It was not made of metal like most handles were.... It was made out of bone.... |