Snippet #1787517

Baird ducked beneath a sloppy swing and threw a quick jab into the pilots ribs forcing him to double back in pain. Thrace stormed forward and threw three quick shots into the already wounded pilots face before grabbing his shirt collar and hurling him into the table, sending all the bottles and glasses crashing to the floor. Another pilot rushed Corban throwing a shot at his gut but Thrace hooked the mans arm locking him from moving away and punished him by laying into him with blow after blow. Body shots and head shots. After a salvo of punches Thrace let go and the pilot dropped to the ground in a heap. Corban turned to see Baird take a quick shot to the jaw before coming back with a swift kick to the groin before throwing an elbow into his jaw and flooring him. Corban pressed the advantage and moved in to back up Baird when a shrill whistle broke through the air and instantly every stood at attention.

"Some one want to tell me what the hells going on in here?"

Came the commanding voice from behind Corban.