Kyle smiled a blood splattered face "Why if you want to dance at the ball i am fine with it though you will need a chaperon don't want any of the boys to get too hands on." Kyle spoke as he dogged out of the way and pulled on his power increasing his balance and dexterity. Kyle caught a thug with a long swords arm and brought the pummel of his sword on his elbow making him drop it. Kicking it to the Aristo Kyle took a minor wound for the effort his side bleeding lightly from the edge of the sword. Kyle finished the man off by biting into his neck. Tearing open the mans jugular, blood poured. Staining the bottom of his chin crimson. Kyle shifted his weight letting another sword slip by his cheek Kyle drove his sword into the man's heart. Pulling on it Kyle realized that it was stuck. Ducking a sword whipped over his head, parting his hair with the wind of his passing. Slamming his elbow back into the man's throat pulling a dagger from his the gasping mans belt he rammed it into his ribs over and over. . 

Kyle turned again seeing the men where now giving him room. Kyle shifted his grip on the dagger so the blade came out by his pinky. And crouch Kyle spat out some of the man's blood mixed with his spit. Kyle moved again but to the bar not to the men. Pulling a bottle of Rum and a rag. He stuffed the rag in the bottle and lit it off a torch. Throwing it at the main group of men the rum ignited with a woosh and died down almost intently but left a large black mark on the floor. Than the men broke and started running out the main door. Dragging there dead and wounded.