18
Ready To Rumble
I took the lead, Danby backing me up and the defector hiding out of sight inside the room. The first two guys took the bait, meeting me halfway along the hall where I could control the fight.
The guy with the knife was short and skinny. He came at me first, thrusting the blade at waist-height. I body-swerved at the last moment and planted an elbow on the inside of his left shoulder blade.
The next one swung his pipe at my head. I ducked and punched him hard in his left floating rib. I saw the kind kid come back at me with the blade and redirected it into the stomach of the one swinging the bat; a stocky meathead with a purple mohawk.
I elbow punched the kid with the knife straight-up in the nostrils, before throwing him in the way of the next swing of the metal pipe
