"Boss, there's just two of them. We can take them out." One took out his knife hidden underneath the back part of his waistband. A lot of them mirrored him.
When Rowan stepped up to threaten their leader, the Sabers got off their big bikes to brawl if need be. Even Levi couldn't help but draw his gun, only keeping it hidden until he could announce that he was a detective. After all, he couldn't just shoot someone when his colleague started the confrontation. However, he would fire warning shots if a fight started.
Around them, the people of Fauxville hid behind whatever they could. The drunkards driven out of stores were pulled back in, in case they mistakenly walked into a showdown between two groups. Wait, no, it was a fight between two men and dozens of burly thugs. Even with a knife and a gun, who knew how they would win against the motorcycle gang?
