The four other men at the betting table immediately stood up.
The crowd was understandably shocked, their faces representing pure astonishment.
They subconsciously backed up, making space in the center of the tavern between Tyr and the Bruther Clan.
"Big mistake!" One of the thugs rushed forward, thrusting his dagger toward Tyr.
Tyr sidestepped the attack with ease, grabbing the man's arm and yanking it toward him.
As the man stumbled forward, Tyr didn't waste any movements and grabbed the back of the goon's head before driving it into the counter behind him.
A gruesome crunching noise sounded as the man slid to the floor and landed with a thud, his nose looking like a crushed tomato.
Another man lunged forward, unleashing a kick to Tyr's abdomen.
Tyr grabbed the leg with his left hand, instantly halting the blow. With his right hand, he grabbed a chair nearby before swinging it around and smashing it into the thug's face.
