>>19552798After picking herself up and dusting herself down The Ace delivered a swift toe punt to the ribs of one of the thugs who had drawn a knife from his pocket and was attempting to sit up.
>"Tsk! I was aiming for his head."Amy returned to the bar, dug into her pocket and slid a credit card towards the bartender whose face quickly shifted from a scowl to a slightly pained smile. For a change the damage to the establishment would be paid for by someone who caused it.
>"Was that... Hope's End off the bar?">"It was.">"That's the coolest thing I've ever seen in my life, Hol." 