The punch and kick combo come down on him. Before he could even realize it, he was on the floor,
''Whadt're ya think ya messin' with?''
Keith held his head, and feeling the warm blood seeping through his long hair, he looked at his hand, in blood, the impact on his stomach had already warn off, the adrenaline kicking in quickly as he tensed even more, even the wound on his head barely hurt now.
Old man has some moves...
The Bartender came up to him, trying to help him up
''Dude, I wouldn't try to piss that Rogue off. Really, you should stay away from him.''
''His name's Danny, and he-''
Keith watched as the man started to walk off to one of the tables, the Rogues at the table opening a space for him, yet again, the man had his back towards Keith, he cut off the bartender speaking.
''Son of a....I ain't gunna be tryin' ta' piss him off, I'm gonna beat the god damned bastard down to the ground''
Keith had been beaten down, but he sure wasn't out of the fight yet, old man or not, he was goin' down. He suddenly got up, running towards Danny, just at the last moment Danny had noticed the sound of Keith's feet, as he turned his head around Keith had already reached him and sent a kick at the back of Danny's knees, and also delivered an elbow to his nose as he was falling to the ground, instantly Keith was on top of him, hammering down his fists on his face.
Keith had a hard look on his face,
''What I'm messin' with ? Your god damned face, you bastard''
Keith had hammered down a few more punches to Danny's face, his blood on Keith's fists, suddenly he felt a pain jab through his side, then another at the other side. The Rogues around the table had seen what had happened, they hadn't reacted fast enough, but they were much more in numbers.
They kicked down Keith, then held his arms and drove him up to his feet, holding him as Danny got up.
