The tall, muscular man with the gauntlets couldn't comprehend what had happened. Did Damian block his attack so easily? That shouldn't happen! He was confident in his power, and when it came to hand-to-hand combat, no one could excel against him.
So he punched again, and this time, using more strength and aiming at a difficult spot to block: the belly. The attack was even fiercer, barely visible to the naked eye, but Damian grabbed his hand again!
"How?" the man said in a perplexed tone.
Damian didn't feel like answering his question, so instead of saying a word, he kicked the man in the guts, sending him across the tavern, destroying a few tables, and creating a hole in the wall! The man flew toward the street!
The tavern owner knew that muscular man, so anyone capable enough to do something like that to him was no ordinary figure, so no one said a word to Damian. For them, it wasn't a big deal that he destroyed half of the tavern.
