Jurgen watched the beatdown with interest. It was simple, brutal, and effective. Eve had blocked the man's first strike without even trying, and then she dismantled him completely with a pair of vicious blows. Someone whistled, but mostly the reaction was negative. Jurgen was amazed. She would have no problem in a ring. But practice was never bad. He caught the credits that the android tossed to him, and tucked them away. Then he looked around, and caught the eye of a pair of tough-looking drunkards. "Double down, folks! Twenty credits says you can't best the lady!" he shouted, and the pair stood up. Ten obviously wasn't good enough, but they looked ready to kick ass for twenty. Unfortunately for them, Jurgen only had twenty credits. And there was also the issue of Eve being a talented, and slightly unorthodox fighter. The two drunk cyborgs stood no chance.

They obviously didn't know that, though, since they were so ready for a fight. another forty credits sounded good to Jurgen, and Eve looked like she didn't mind earning them. The pair of drunks squared off opposite the automaton and the same voice from before yelled "Fight!" again. Jurgen wondered if this was such a regular thing that they actually had someone to do that. But then he got distracted by the fight starting ,and forgot. These two hadn't been paying attention, clearly. They rushed Eve just like the first man. Just because there were two of them, didn't mean they could win...