Angelo sighed a little glad to know they wont leave when they know they will be doing something good, well most of them while the other one is just looking for a subordinate. "well first off this isn't our base of operation I just choose this place cause I wanted to make sure whoever wasn't going to join wouldn't give our location to the dragons for easy pay out. As for the game plan what we know is that the dragons control the entire area around here so what we need to do first is control this school by taking down the group handling the shake downs around here. Once we do that they will loose a money supply and know we are serious but once we do then were going to be their target so anyone who doesn't want to be a gang's target now's the last time to leave. Right now everyone follow me so we can head to their base and take it as our own"

Angelo said as he jumped out the window and lead the way back into the school to find their base knowing that they would do it in a place that was inconspicuous or had little to no traffic so that eliminated most of the places in the school...

Alex "Vega" Chaser l Inventory: x2 Double Edged Karambits l

Vega listened to the plan, having decided to act quiet and as a normal student for now, keeping himself undercover. He was known in school for being a fighter, but no one knew what martial arts he practiced except for Muay Thai, and slight knowledge of BJJ and a bit of shoot wrestling. He went the less attention-seeking way out, going out through the door only to shadow Angelo, keeping his distance and appearing as a normal student.

He was wearing a black hoody with beaks, a red shirt showing from his zipped open hoody. He wore a weird type of belt with two peculiar bananna shaped pockets on the belts, no one knew what was in there but he wore that belt every single day to school. People had their theories as to why and what was in that belt, but anyway....

His short black hair was not combed and just like that, but he kept his head low as he followed the group, his hands in pockets, arms over the weird banana shaped packets on his belt. He let out a small smirk as he tailed the group.

(Excuse the OOC & double post, but I don't know if it's just me or is everyone seeing Jangel's post last rather than mine. If it's client side then I am VERY sorry for this rude post)

Niles smirked silently, finally they were getting some where. He flipped the tonfa around quickly making it fold back into a small handle and put it away. Staying near the tail end of the group he silently followed. As they walked, the boy put his hands in his pockets and stared off at the surroundings. His mind started racing, would they be able to stop the Dragons? Would they even have the ability to take control of the school? There was no way to tell how prepared they were, which, unfortunately for Niles, meant he had to put trust into the people he walked with. Giving out a slight sigh of concern and wariness he shook away the thoughts and decided it was best not to think too hard on the subject. For now Niles choose to silently study the others as they walked, as a way to keep his mind busy.

Jack smirked when the leader of the group finally decided to get the show on the road, he could not wait to kick Dragons out of there own windows literally. Not only that, they were going to take there base away from them, this guy knew how to put on a show. He jumped out the window after the guy with his lunch I'm hand, on his way out he threw it away in a near by trash can. "So leader man, do plan on just barging in or do you plan on a more subtle approach, I prefer the latter but it's up to you.". He suggested. He would have much rather kicked down there door and ran in gun hoe kicking butt, unfortunately he did not know if that is what everyone wanted, and it might have not been the smartest idea but who cared.

Liam did not like the idea of just taking a base. That seemed unwise and would only leads to piss the Dragons off even more. Maybe that was the plan? Get their name across? There had to be easier ways to do so. However he was the boss so Liam just nodded his head and followed the group. No one seemed to be noticing anyone. It was strange really.

"Wait... right now? Damn I guess we really aren't wasting any time then.... Let's go!" Katherine followed the gang out of the rundown school and kept pace with them. Outwardly she remained somewhat calm and cool, but on the inside she couldn't help but be a little excited. "This is awesome! We get to go kick out some big bad gang from their own little base! Well dad, I guess I finally did find myself a hobby.... Hmmm I wonder what we'll call ourselves... Hope its not as bad as "The Dragons". Seriously, how long did it take them to come up with that retarded name... five... ten seconds tops? Meh, whatever." she thought to herself as the moved towards the nearby Dragon's base.

Alastair couldn’t help but smile as the motley crew Angelo had brought together. He followed after the group, hands still jammed tightly in his pocket. He walked beside the girl, whose calm demeanour meant a few things. She was either a sociopath or trying to hide the excitement she was feeling towards cracking a few skulls. Alastair once more gave another smile before clearing his throat slightly “Oh guys…I’d just suggest perhaps you want to cover your face…what we are doing is not the most legal and there will likely be revenge pointed at us for this…the less they know about our appearance the better” he said, his voice coming out softly as he pulled a mask out from his sling bag. The mask was white, matching his hair and was completely featureless with the exception of two eye holes. His piercing green eyes looked out at the group, the combination of the pure white slate of a face and his wildly disorganized mess of long white hair gave him quite an appearance. He laughed, the noise muffled by the mask as they arrived at the Dragons base.

Two Dragons, obviously low on the totem pole came out to stop the group. They held bokken and slapped it against their open palms, a thick noise sounding out through the silence. Alastair smiled under the mask he had placed over his face and stepped forward. His hands jammed themselves into the pockets of his dress pants and he tilted his head to the side, waiting for the Dragons to strike. They both rushed at the same time, wildly swinging their wooden swords like men possessed. Alastair gave a short sigh and stepped to the side as one attempted a downward swing at him. He rammed his foot down onto the sword and held it there, his other foot raising through the air and coming down in a vicious heel strike to connect with the back of the man’s head. He spun on his heel, the bokken snapping with the motion and looked at the other dragon. A grin pulled at his lips as he shot forward, hunched over and placed his foot on the man’s leg. Pushing up with his foot hold, he spun and connected with an enzuiguri. Alastair landed on his feet and looked over to the group he walked in with “you can stop gawking….there are more inside” he smiled and ran into the building.

Angelo couldn't help but laugh a little at him, Alistair did know how to make an entrance but before they stormed the castle Angelo turned to his group and said "don't hold back just take them down!" Angelo said as he ran in after Alistair and when the next door came up Angelo stopped Alistair and Angelo decided to do the knocking so he knocked on the door twice then after counting to 3 when the guards came to the peephole Angelo then quickly spun around and roundhouse kicked the wooden door breaking it open.

Inside their were at least 30 grunts inside counting money and making sure the grunts did their jobs and didn't skim the money. Their was one at the other end who obviously looked like the boss of the operation since he wore their dragon symbol on his jacket. He wasn't a commander or anything but it mean he was in charge of this place so probably a captain in their ranks. "knock knock! get the hell out of our base!" Angelo called out to them and got their attention as the 30 men started to charge the group Angelo knew it was go time as he charge right back getting ready to put his muay thai training to good use...

Everything happened rather quickly. First they were talking about taking out the dragons, then they were all agreeing. There was slight mishap between a few of he people involved. He payed no mind to them and nodded to who would be his leader. He was happy he would be able to take out a few lizards today. He hated these people. This gang was something that he would hopefully have the honor of taking down. Of course he would have help. This might even be a chance to gain a friend or two, considering he had none in the school.

Kilian followed the group out of the run down building. He stayed in the back of the group as though he didn't want to disturb any of them. Within what seemed like a few minutes they were where they needed to be. There was a guy who made quite an introduction to the way he fought. Alastair, yeah, that was his name. He thought from here on out most of the guys were gonna try and show off for the girl that joined up with them. He shook it off and followed Angelo after into the building. Within a few more seconds they were ready to fight more Dragons.

Kilian slowly walked into the room that was loaded with them. Two or three grunts ran away from him and off to someone or somewhere else. Kilian nodded his head slowly, with his hands in his sweatshirt pocket. But two of the larger grunts walked in front of him. One cracked his neck, the other cracked his knuckles. Kilian rolled up both of his sleeves slowly and got into his fighting stance. With fists up he nodded to the two large men. "Come on lizards, I don't have all damn day." With that the two men started walking towards him. If anyone was to look over at Kilian at this time, a small smirk would come across his lips. He was ready for a decent fight for once.

Niles yawned as Alastair beat up a couple Dragons. Impressive but the guy was too cocky. The boy grabbed two handles out of his black jacket pockets and flicked them out. Snapping into the shape of his two steel plated tonfas he raised his arms up in a stance that almost resembled something a boxer would do, the short ends of the tonfas pointing forward from his fists. When Angelo bashed open the door, revealing the 30 grunts, a maniacal smile spread across his face. The Dragons charged and so did Niles. When he came into contact with a couple of the grunts, he watched their movements closely, making sure he knew what they were going to do next.

One of the grunts threw a punch as the other dropped down and attacked with a sweeping kick at Niles' feet. Without hesitation the dark haired boy kicked off the ground, dodging the sweep as well as slamming a tonfa into the punching grunt's arm. Whipping his fists around, the long end of his weapons swung out and collided with the heads of both the Dragons making a loud cracking sound and dropping them to the floor as they clenched there heads in pain. Swinging his tonfa back into their original position, Niles continued fighting against the Dragons as the onslaught progressed.

Well that was quite and entrance, round house kick there door open and meet face to face with about 30 Dragon grunts.

"Let's get this party started." Lee strolled into the compound and laughed as two grunts ran at him, one with a pole and another this just his hands. The first one swung his poll at Lee aiming for his head, Lee rolled under the man's attack. Following the role, Lee immediately switched into a handstand, followed by a twist of his hips and a split, he performing a downward martelo, smashing his shin into the man's temple, effectively knocking him out. The second man ran at Lee while he was still on the ground. Using the momentum from his previous move, Lee twirled one more time on his hands and rolled back away and stood back up, waiting for the man to bust a move. They stood for there watching them selves warily, if the man was not gonna do something Lee would have to finish this. Lee begun to dance around, faking left then right, the man became paranoid. Lee faked left again but this time the man went left with him, Lee immediately did a hand stand towards the right, as he did this he kicked backwards, over his head, his foot collided with the man's face. Lee stood back up and laughed.

"Haha I still got it." Three more grunts walked up to Lee, asking for a challenge, Lee accepted and ran at them throwing kicks and punches at the group.

Alex "Vega" Chaser l Inventory: x2 Double Edged Karambits l

Vega saw as the thirty grunts charged at the group, him entering a few minutes after the fight started. Two of them came at him with knives, Vega only smirked in response, flicking open the packets on the belt only to swing out two specially made double-edged karambits. As the lackeys came at him with an overhead and a thrust, he moved to his left, using the karambit to deflect (on the outside) the thrusting grunht, in which he trapped the wrist between his karambit and own wrist, pulling the grunt towards him as a karambit was sent into the opposite shoulder, digging into the flesh as he spun the grunt forcefully to the ground, knocking him out as he bled out.

The second lackey swung at him overhead as previously stated. With quick skill, he sheathed both his karambits, jumped back and looted the kitchen knife from the other lackey and sent his body into close quarters, the knife blade up as the lackey's arm fell on the knife, though not too hard. He then sent a horizontal/forward knee to the lackey, knocking him back as both him and the grunt dropped their knives.

Vega approached the grunt in a Muay Thai stance, his arms a triangular guard in front of his face and his back leg's heel raised; he neared the grunt. The grunt charged at him like the grunty grunt /it/ was, hoping to punch Vega in the face. Big mistake; Vega calmly blocked the hit and proceeded to send a horizontal elbow to the unguarded face of the grunt, following up with a quick upwards knee to the the rib! As the grunt stumbled and began to bleed, Vega switched his stance, right leg now leading as he swung his leg in a powerful Muay Thai switch kick. The kick hit the grunt with the force of a baseball back, a loud "crack!" heard as the grunt screamed in pain, falling to the floor as /it/ held its rib.

Vega then stood in a normal position, his hands out and down to his side, waiting for the attracted attention for his little show of skill. In an obvious quote and taunting motion, he sent his head up to the ceiling as he held his chin, his left hand wrapped around his hips as he swayed his hips back and forth,

"Did my beauty intoxicate you?" He said, mimicing a perfect Spanish accent as he swayed his hips, attracting both friendly and hostile attention.

"Well I guess we're not making a very subtle entrance...." Katherine mumbled, rolling her eyes as they busted into the base of the Dragons. Before them was a good size group of Dragons gang members. Obviously they were mostly grunts and underlings, but the numbers alone gave even Katherine a bit of a worry. Before she know it, all hell broke loose as punches began to fly. Already two of the members of the enemy gang approached her, laughing and chuckling.

"Well, well.... check it out. Its the new girl from across the ocean. I was wondering when we would be able to break you in, show you how things work around here. We'll be gentle since its your first time... I'll be first.." He said, taking a boxing stance while his friend crossed his arms and snickered. Katherine kept her arms at her side and stared at him, watching his movements. She then grinned.

"Ya know... Boxing has to be my favorite form...." she said

"Oh really? Well allow me to show you!" The dragon gang member yelled throwing his right fist at her. She move to the side slightly, taking the punch to her left shoulder. Before he could pull his arm away, she suddenly grabbed his arm with her left hand while in a blink of an eye, whipping out her nightstick with her right. She then swung the night stick against his outstretched arm, slamming it with the heavy metal weapon. He yelled in pain but was immediately knocked out with the follow up as she then swung it back against his head, all the while still tightly holding his right arm in place. The combination of the man's weight and momentum caused the man to dislocate his own right shoulder. She then let go of the man and turned to the second, giving him a cold stare.

"Boxing is my favorite form, its so easy to defeat." The other shook his head and recovered from the slight shock of seeing his fellow member being taken down so brutally. He readied his fists.

"You fucking bitch! You're gonna pay for that" he said leaping at her. She swung her night stick at his head, which the gang member quickly blocked with his left forearm.

CRACK!

What he didn't see, was her second nightstick coming from the opposite angle. He fell to floor, dazed, ears ringing. Katherine gave him a quick kick to the head to knock him out for good.

"Right then...." she turned to three more approaching Dragon gang members, this time much more wary of her. "On to the next one...." She quickly ran towards the group of three. The middle one threw a punch at her as she closed in, She ducked and tackled him, slamming him against the wall where she proceeded to grab his head and slam it two times against the wall. He slumped to the ground revealing a bit of blood on the wall behind him. She then spun, ducking as the other member behind her through a punch aimed for her head. As she spun, she slammed her left night stick against his left knee, causing him to cry out and kneel. As he did, Katherine then quickly stood up and brained him across his head with her right nightstick, sending teeth flying. She turned to face the third one only to take a heavy punch to the gut, knocking the wind out her. She bent over a bit only to be met with a punch to the face, causing her to fall to the ground.

"You fucking whore!" the third one yelled, lining up a kick to her stomach, she braced herself and took the kick, gritting her teeth, but grabbed a holed of his leg. She then yanked him to the ground and rolled on top of him. Grabbing his head by his hair, she repeatedly slammed his head against the hard ground until he.... passed out... hopefully... She slowly got up, picking up her nightsticks and looked around for her next opponent. It was at this point that some of the dragon members now started to back off, not wanting to have their brains be new flooring for the base.

Liam was not in the mood for these freaks. They bothered him honestly. He charged at the closest one quickly punching him in the jaw. The Dragon fell like a marionette with its strings cut. Another one of the goons tried his luck and that earned him a punch in the ribs. It must have hurt since the man fell down in a heap next to his friend. The third guy tried to get smart by tackling Liam to the ground. That however was not wise since Liam wrapped his arm around the guy's throat and choked the dumb bastard out. Pushing the now unconscious thug off him Liam stood up. He had no idea how many were left.

the remaining dragons started to loose their cool and panic but their operator boss obviously yelled "get back in their you fucking pussies! theirs only 8 of them! whoever brings me their heads gets a pay rise!" He yelled and that got the men more determined or more desperate, hard to tell under the circumstances. That made Angelo pissed off how he would order his men to fight his own battles while he stayed on the sidelines to watch.

Angelo kept walking towards the leader and soon two men came up and tried to charge Angelo from two sides hoping to flank him but this obviously wouldn't work. Angelo used an a Aikido technique and grabbed one of the men's arms and used his own momentum against him to make him flip and drop on his face to ground and just as he landed Angelo turned towards the other attacker but not before the attacker hit Angelo with a 2x4 but Angelo used his arm to block it then he quickly stepped into the attackers personal space and used his elbow on his chest hard hearing a few bones crack as he coughed blood and dropped to the ground. Amazing how a simple elbow strike can hurt someone.

Angelo then saw another attacker try to get at him from behind but Angelo immediately turned and jumped in the air slightly just enough to grab the mans face and knee his face making him drop to the ground and all this while Angelo kept moving towards the leaders "pedestal" in the back of the room. "don't let up!" Angelo called to the others as he kept leading the way towards the end...

As the fighting continued Niles found himself surrounded by five of the Dragon members. The boy stood ready to fight showing no emotion in his expression. All five attacked at once, making it hard for Niles to dodge and calculate their next moves. With so much going on it forced the dark haired student to act purely on instinct, which he never liked doing, he felt that there was more human error then if he could plan out his attacks in the moment. Swinging his tonfas around, he managed to keep most of the attacks from connecting, but a few found their way to the target. A few punches connected with Niles ribs as one or two collided with his head. He had a hard time finding an opening with so many people attacking at once.

After a few minutes of blocking some attacked and also getting pummeled in the process, Niles finally found the opening he needed. Whipping his weapon around, he was able to hit one of the grunts directly in the Adam's Apple, dropping them quickly. The boy dove out of the middle of them and punched at another one, hitting the Dragon in the forehead with the end of the short side of his tonfa, making a loud snapping and cracking nose. Now there were only three left. He blocked some punches and kicks while waiting for the time to strike. One of the grunts made a wide punch, a mistake on his part, which allowed Niles to drop low and slam his steel plated tonfa into his side causing the guy to cough up some blood and writhe in pain on the floor. When one of the last Dragons swept at his legs with a kick the young student preformed an Aerial over it, but when he landed an unexpected fist slammed into his face, making Niles collapse to the floor.

After a few seconds of gathering himself back together, the boy stood quickly ramming a tonfa into a Dragon grunt's stomach and them slamming the other into his head, rendering him unconscious. And finally it was time for the last one of the five that attacked him. Niles current state was not the best. He had many quickly busing marks on his face and his nose started dripping blood, but he wasn't through with these losers. Unfortunately, the boy had just lost all patients. His anger grew and his attacked became more aggressive and less precise and calculated. With rage Niles began to repeatedly ram his weapons into the Dragon grunt, causing them to cry in pain. As he continued to beat the man into a bloody pulp, the Dragon dropped to the ground. The boy was now mounted on top of the cowering grunt, blood spraying everywhere. Soon the Dragon went limp and a few minutes after that, Niles stopped and got up, looking around for more grunts skulls to crack.

Alastair let the other rush in ahead, his breathing coming in hard and fast after exerting himself for that short spasm of violence. He pushed his hair back from the holes in his mask and slicked it back with the sweat that had gathered on his brow. He watched as the group pushed through the door, each of them going alone in an attempt to show what they could do to the others. This fight for control had becoming nothing more than a giant pissing contest. Alastair smirked and slowly walked towards the door, his completely white apparel splattered with dark red along the hem of his dress pants. He would have to wash them after this. Thirty men had started this fight against the rag tag bunch that busted in to claim territory. Alastair watched the action unfold, catching his breath for the shortest moment.

The white haired man that stood above the violence and watched as the man wielding the tonfas in the group wheeled around and spun the thick black steel poles. The sound of crunching bone and thick slaps of flesh colliding with the weapon would be sickening to most, but to those that fought it was one of two things. It was either a job well done or the pain of a comrade. The bright emerald eyes scanned along the carnage further and fell upon the capoeira artist, spinning legs connecting with bodies in a violent dance that ended with his targets spitting teeth and blood. Alastair recognized a martelo and gave a short smile. That was something he and that man could fight together with…Again the emerald eyes searched and fell upon the man of obvious Spanish decent. The way he moved and the way he fought was odd. Something…odd about it and Alastair realised that he was a mixed martial artist too. The karambits he held was more than a threat that Alastair needed. His eyes continued looking around and he caught the sight of the one girl in the group. She bounced quickly between attacks and pulled them off with almost surgical precision. He shook his head gently and walked down the steps that separated him from the carnage. He wasn’t about to be out-pissed.

Alastair strode through the centre of the grunts the others had engaged and stood alone. He looked at the remaining nineteen that stood off to the side, looking to opportunistically strike if someone made a mistake. Alastair grinned under the white slate mask and held a hand out, beckoning them to attack him. Six of them gathered the gall to attack the man all in white. Alastair tilted his body forward as they rushed, his hands going out and planting onto the floor. His body followed with the momentum and he hooked his feet around the neck of the closest thug that had run at him. Letting his body swing with the momentum, he came into a sitting position on the man’s shoulders. Another quick motion cause his body to be thrown back out and spinning. He collided into another man as he brought his first target down with a vicious head scissors. Alastair growled as he landed wrong and felt the tell-tale snap of a rib. Ren always chastised him for being showy. The Dragons leaped on their fallen target, fists and feet striking Alastair. A soft throaty growl ripped from the man’s throat as he pushed the group off in a rage. His hands finding their way to his ground, twisting his hips violently and catching the group in his spinning kick. He fell back to the ground, breathing hard “fuck…” he swore gently.

Alex "Vega" Chaser l Inventory: x2 Double Edged Karambits l

Vega heard the sounds of fighting all around him, after recovering from his taunt, his eyes scanned the battlefield and came across two interesting individuals. The first was a man with steel plated tonfas who seemed to be in a useless rage, he glared for a moment. His eyes rolled over at the man with the broken rib whom was being ganged up upon, and thus he sprinted over to help, just as three more of the Dragons came over to face him, armed with bats. He drew both of his karambits again, going to one of the older and most cowardly looking Dragons. Coming up to his side, the last expression of that individual's face was shock.

Both karambits were sent into each side of the torso, point up, and then sent upwards, cutting through the flesh until they reached the collarbone. Vega sent a front kick to the man as to clear room for him, letting him drop. Vega now face five cowardly grunts whom charged at him all at once, three from the side, and two from behind. Vega quickly ducked as to avoid being hit, minus a slash of a knife on his right shoulder, but continued to duck. He then slid to the foot of a bat-wielding grunt and hooked his leg with the karambit, bringing the man to the ground. Not even needing to do more, the grunt's head hit hard on the ground, knocking him out as Vega came up, now in an open stance, both karambits point down.

One with a knife came in with a wide horizontal swing, Vega moved in quickly and performed an inside deflection, placing his hand at the wrist to stop the knife from hitting. Twisting the wrist and arm to the right, he used the forarm to flick the knife off and thus disarming him. Though doing this quickly, two came at him with bats. He plunged the karambits into the grunts chest and used the karambits as handles, turning with the lifeless body slowly. Vega threw the body at the two grunts, knocking them down as two came from the front, wielding bats. He put his karambits back and picked up the bat from the grunt whom he killed, walking towards the two. Before one could attack, Vega turned his left foot to his left while staying forward, swinging the bat diagonally down at one of the grunts, thus automatically knocking him out. The bat was know at his knee, he placed it on his left shoulder as his left hand was covered the middle of his chest & heart. The other grunt attacked, being met with a powerful backhand strike to the man's arm as he swung. The bat hit the hand and a loud crack was heard making him drop on the floor. Vega swung the bat into the man's face, turning to meet the last two.

A bat and knife wielder along with an unarmed grunt; they both charged. Vega calmly swung the bat upward to the dual-wielding grunt, into the groin and up to the face, making him drop instantly. The unarmed grunt was no trouble, Vega dropped the bat and caught his punch, his left hand closed, middle finger stuck out as it hit the pressure point precisely and very powerfully, as the right hand stopped the punch. The grunt screamed as Vega slid his arms up to the neck of the grunt, the grunt's arm paralyzed as he sent his knee up into the face, specifically the nose, and the grunt's head down into the knee, thus knocking him out, with a bloody nose of course. He looked over at the man with the broken shoulder, holding his right shoulder as it bled out, due to the knife cut.

Kilian stepped back for a moment and looked away from the two large attackers slowly making their way towards him. He looked around at everyone that seemed to be outnumbered. It clearly wasn't enough, there numbers were no match for these eight people. Kilian chuckled, "You know you guys could give up and-" Kilian's head suddenly snapped further to the right, twisting his body with him. He slowly turned around and let out a deep sigh. "Really? Really. Alright, you guys asked for it." Kilian stepped into a boxer stance and urged them to come towards him with a slight nod.

They took the bait, and in seconds, one large man was on the ground. The lizard through a right hook, it was dodged and a right hook was thrown right back at the large man. Kilian landed it but he didn't stop there. He slammed his foot into the large mans knee, this lizard landed on one knee and then he took a foot to the jaw. A sickening crack followed by a loud thud echoed through the room. Kilian stared at his work, proud of what he had done. He forgot about the other Dragon though. He took a kidney shot and a fist to the back of the head. There was a long pause which allowed Kilian to pull the mans feet out from under him. The vibrations from the fall could be felt. Kilian stood up and recovered. He made his way to the man.

Kilian quickly recognized him as one of the men that had participated in the raid of his house. "You son of a bitch..." He whispered this as he slammed his knee into the mans chest. "You think..." He slammed his knee into the mans chest again. "That you can...." Once more he drove his knee into the mans chest. "Fuck with my family...?" One final time, Kilian put all his weight and power into slamming his knee into the mans chest. He felt the sternum break and the rib cage explode inside the man. He let out a deafening cry and spit out blood. "Who are the others that participated in the murder of the O'Ryan family?" The Dragon spat in his face. "Wrong move." Kilian made his way to the mans feet. He took the right leg and lifted it up, bending it at the knee, he put pressure on it. The man started to grimace and with clenched teeth lipped the words "Do it." Kilian stretched the mans leg out and angled the leg so it was facing outwards in the air. He hesitated at first but shook his head and lifted his foot in the air. He drove it into the mans knee hard and another sickening crack was heard. The mans knee shattered and fell limp. Kilian was hoping no one was watching at this point.