Seeing that the fight involved a third person, the two brawlers came to their senses and paused, stunned.
"Fuck, I told you to get back!" This was an infuriated Golov.
"You guys don't look so tough," retorted the cloak-wearing john, delighted with their misfortune.
When their eyes met again, they grew even angrier.
Before Thales could speak, Golov charged again!
"Fuck you!"
The patron in the cloak was not to be outdone and threw a punch back:
"And fuck you too!"
With a thump, the two burly figures tangled together again, breaking apart and coming together in a rambunctious fight.
"Listen well, if your dirty hands dare touch a single hair on Lillian's head—hiss!"
"Does it hurt? Hehe, if you harass her again, this is what you'll get—ow!"
"I've never lost a fight since I was a kid—ugh!"
"I've never been in a fight because no one dares to mess with me—ouch!"
"I've killed more people than you've slept with girls—woah!"
