The tension finally snaps as Sync's patience wears out, darting forwards and lashing out at the Hunter. It's almost an unfair fight; for all the Hunter is used to fist fighting in brawls, Sync is a master at this kind of fighting, and it shows. The Hunter is also not at all prepared for how damn fast he is, and is quickly on the defensive. At least he's not having to content with magic. A couple of chairs end up getting knocked about, but Sync at least is trying to avoid the obstacles.
Gale sighs unhappily and sits by the Doctor's feet, watching the fight with some interest for all she doesn't want Sync to be hurt. He takes a few hits, but even the unhanded fighting doesn't bother him too much. The fight ends almost abruptly as Sync abuses his smaller size to throw the Hunter right out the door of the tavern. "If you know what's good for you, you'll stay out there!" he yells, sneering some.
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Gale sighs unhappily and sits by the Doctor's feet, watching the fight with some interest for all she doesn't want Sync to be hurt. He takes a few hits, but even the unhanded fighting doesn't bother him too much. The fight ends almost abruptly as Sync abuses his smaller size to throw the Hunter right out the door of the tavern. "If you know what's good for you, you'll stay out there!" he yells, sneering some.