As the bear-like man continued in his advance, the pressure became almost unbearable for Draco, who at this point had fallen to his knees.
Looking up from the ground, Draco saw the bear-man rip open his suit jacket.
Underneath the jacket was a mountain of hair, and beneath the hair were bulging muscles that seemed to expand once they touched the air.
Wrapped around the man's waist was a thick, metal chain. Draco couldn't tell what it was made out of, but it rippled with some sort of intense power, and when he looked at it he received jolts of pain throughout his head.
Suddenly, a voice was heard from the center of the circle.
"Tahir, Omar, blades." said Muhammed as he held out his right arm. When Draco looked to his left he saw that Amira was also holding out her arm.
A flash of white light could be seen as two robed men disappeared from the circle and reappeared next to Muhammed and Amira.
The robed men handed each of them what looked to be a black metallic object, and looking closer at them Draco saw that they were actually hilts.
Muhammed and Amira brandished these hilts, and suddenly a white flash of light could be seen extending from them.
The light took the form of a blade, and if one examined that light they would notice that it was actually some sort of plasma-like material. The plasma thrummed and sizzled as it seemed to burn the very air around it.
Meanwhile, the bear-like man had unwrapped the chain around his waist, and it slammed to the floor with a deafening crash as it shook the entire building.
Even while suffering under the pressure, Draco couldn't help but wonder, 'Jesus, how much does that thing weigh?'
Picking up the chain the bear-man glared at Muhammed, "You were a fool to think you could come into our territory and make a ruckus."
He started swinging the chain in small circles as he said, "Since you made a bet in my casino, you should expect to have to pay it. That plane is mine now, boy."
Annoyed, Muhammed shouted out, "If your degenerate casino wasn't rigged, then how could this young master have ever lost a bet to you dullards."
He raised his sword and said mockingly, "And besides, that's my ride ho-"
Suddenly, a black flash could be seen, and the end of the bear-man's chain swept past Muhammed's head, missing it by not more than an inch.
Luckily, Muhammed had managed to dodge in the last quarter of a second, or else half of his head would now be on the floor.
At that same instant, several white flashes sped towards the bear-man as six robed men closed in on him from every direction.
However, the bear-man had already brought back his chain and thrown it out again.
This time, it swept out towards one of the robed men, and the man barely had time to see the chain before it had passed him.
Draco didn't see the movement of the chain, but he saw that the robed man who was running forward, all of a sudden wasn't.
In the next instant he saw the man's torso continue forward, completely disconnected from his legs as they fell to the ground behind him.
Somehow though, the man was still alive, and continued to crawl towards the bear-man with a steeled gaze. He crawled forward, blood staining his once white robes as he left a trail of red behind him.
Unfortunately, the bear-man's chain was now coming back, and in its path it hit yet another robed man, separating his head from the rest of his body.
Continuing forward, the chain came back towards the first man it had cut down as if it intended to finish the job!
Unable to do anything about the approaching chain, the man died pitifully as his head exploded like a watermelon before the chain was once again in motion.
This had all happened in the span of a few seconds, but in this time the rest of the robed men had reached the bear-man's position, and Draco saw that in their hands were the same hilts given to Muhammed and Amir.
The robed men raised these hilts, and a white beam of plasma instantly extended from them.
Wielding these plasma blades, the robed men each slashed out at the bear man's limbs.
While this was happening, Muhammed and Amira had both arrived in front of the bear-man, and also slashed forward with their own blades.
In the face of all these attacks, the bear-man simply swung his chain around, blocking the attacks of the robed men, before he wrapped the chain around his arms and raised them in defense.
Muhammed and Amira's blades clashed with the bear-man's chains, and they were blown back a few feet by the impact.
However, the robed men had once again reached his position and slashed out at his limbs. With a wet hiss, two blades dug deep into each of his legs while another two were blocked by the chains wrapped around his arms.
The bear-man staggered and tried to regain his momentum, but Muhammed and Amira were upon him again.
They both slashed out, and the bear-man was only able to block Amira's blade with his right arm before Muhammed's blade pierced into his gut.
A deep hiss could be heard as Muhammed pulled his blade out of the bear-man just in time to dodge a chain that was aimed at his head.
"Easy, old man. You seem to like aiming for my head a little too much." Muhammed joked, but his eyes were fierce, as if he was staring down a predator.
He backed up as he eyed the man cautiously, he knew that while the fight was going in his favor so far, that was only because he had the numerical advantage.
As soon as he made a single mistake Muhammed knew that either he or his sister would instantly lose their life.
Muhammed, Amira, and the four remaining robed men circled the bear-man cautiously for a few seconds before they all suddenly disappeared from their spots.
Draco watched as he saw several black and white blurs moving, but could no longer keep track of the fight as everyone was moving too fast.
He would occasionally hear the hissing clang of metal as a chain impacted against a plasma blade, or see a white figure slash towards the bear-man. This continued for several seconds.
Draco saw that one of those white figures seemed to have failed to block a chain, and suddenly Draco saw a flash of red and a white arm fly through the air as everyone else continued fighting.
The next second that same man's head was also separated from his body, and he fell to the ground limply as the fighting raged around his corpse.
Draco couldn't keep up with what was happening, but he saw that all of a sudden the bear-man's chain had stopped in mid-air, and looking at the end of it he was surprised to see that Muhammed was holding it.
The end of Muhammed's blade was thrust through one of the holes in the chain, and he was firmly holding his hilt with both hands.
The blade was flashing with an intense power as it sizzled against the chains. Old Bear pulled against Muhammed's sword with all of his might, but ultimately was unable to dislodge his chain!
Although his face showed how much strain he was in, Muhammed still smirked, "Old Bear, don't tell me you're getting rusty." he taunted.
'Old Bear' glared at Muhammed before saying, "Shut u-"
However, he was cut off by the flash of Amira's blade, and in an instant his massive right arm that was holding his chain fell to the ground with a loud thud.
Seeing his weapon now on the floor, Old Bear stepped back in terror as he looked at the small frame of the woman he had failed to notice.
"W-Wait, listen! Young prince!" The man said as he continued to back up, raising his remaining arm in front of him.
"All of that stuff I said about the Saudi's was clearly a joke, all of this was a misunderstanding! I'm sure that if I talk to the boss I can have your debt settled." the man said, going from terrifying bear to whimpering puppy in only a few seconds.
'His master is a dangerous man, but nothing can be done about it. If I leave this snake alive he will only come back to bite me.' Muhammed thought as he saw that Old Bear was still standing, and that his muscles were still bulging with power despite the number of burn wounds on his body.
Unfortunately for Old Bear, Muhammed was not willing to negotiate, and the last thing Old Bear saw was three flashes of light as several white robed men cut him down.