The club sent Thorn reeling back on the table behind him. With a huge clasp, the table's legs opened up and he was on the floor, with lots of broken glass around him. All the dancing and socializing around the night club stopped as the attendants were more interested in watching from safe distance the ongoing fight.
"Uh.... Uh...." He was so high that it wasn't so painful and a couple of seconds later he stood up. However James was disoriented and he started doing missteps, not able to remain stable. Blood was dripping out from his fingers.