"HENTAIIII!!!!" The girl screamed.
Due to both volume and shock, Damion lost his footing and fell, very confused on what was going on. Then he got a clue.
"NO!! No!! Nonono!!" He jumped and began apologizing as much as he could before the rest of the town, few as they were, decided to gang up on the supposed pervert on the street.
Behind him however, remained his pursuers, who did not stop because of his accident. He didn't want the girl involved but he also didn't trust leaving her there, so he picked her up and ran with her on his shoulders, which really didn't help his 'could-be-pervert' situation much.
On his shoulder, the girl kept shouting and fussing for him to let her go until she looked up at the people following Damion from behind his left shoulder and after seeing what they wore as well as the bottle of alcohol one of them had, she understood what was going on and she kept quiet. Damion noticed her silence and kept running until he turned left into a cut off corner. "Damn." He cursed, putting her down and behind them lay his new enemies, ready for a fight. He held his hand out in front of the girl, showing that he was defending her. He put his hand into his pant pocket and removed three needles held between his fingers.
He flung the needles, aiming for the necks of the drunks, it worked with the first two idiots who were flat out drunk without any form of defense for them, he hit a pressure point that basically paralyzed them. The two fell down, the one who had a bottle from the pub he fell down face flat as the bottle broke in front of him, those two were a success but the third one was deflected by a metal pipe in the hands of a very determined drunk who then started getting closer along with four others who could care less what happened to their fallen comrades.
Damion tried to throw more needles but he only managed to hit the third pursuer on the leg, it wasn't accurate so it didn't do much damage. 'Where's Alloy…' He thought, as the space between him and the drunks got closer, he had other skills to use, but he lacked the tools to use them. It frustrated him, he tried to think, thought after thought, problem after problem, and soon enough, the drunk with the pipe was right next to his face, taller than him, looking straight down on Damion, Damion looking up at him. His right arm still defending the girl.
"What do you think you're doing to my men?!" He shouted.
"Ugh… your breath… it stinks!!" Damion said with his left hand next to his mouth.
The man raised his metal pipe in the air, ready to strike Damion to the next world, he had nowhere else to move since he was surrounded with the other three, one who was merely poked on his leg and barely felt it, and two others with broken glasses, ready to intimidate and steal from the two. The girl behind Damion watched this, how he defended her, took her away from harm…
The sound of the pipe as it came down on Damion's head was a bit louder than expected, Damion tried to duck, but there was little room for error considering how close that attack was, he struck.
And missed.
Clutching his head… he voiced out his confusion, it wasn't many words, but it was clear he had no idea what was going on.
"Open your eyes, mister… it's okay." The girl's voice echoed.
He did as he was told, and suddenly, the thugs were no longer in front of him. He looked, left and right but there was no one at all, he looked behind him at the girl and she was relaxed, holding her umbrella and looking up in the sky with a subtle smile on her face. Damion, in turn, looked up as well, and immediately, his eyes widened in pure shock as he saw four very angry people floating not so high.
"WHAT??!!" He exclaimed. The surprise found him on the ground from trying to keep looking up. The thugs were floating on mid air!!
All he could do from then was stare at the girl and wonder what she did for that to happen. Soon after, she snapped her fingers and they fell from the height, unconscious on the ground, she began walking right past them and Damion followed, hoping to ask her what happened as well as look for information on the person he was looking for. But the latter could definitely wait. They left the alley and just as they turned and barely ran, six more people showed up, each with their own weapon, but two of them were massive people, seven foot tall thugs with very strong and buff looking bodies.
The girl saw this and did the unexpected, out of her umbrella's handle, she pulled out a leather whip, with Damion's surprised expression right next to her, she snapped the whip, creating a cracking sound that made everyone around aware of its existence. The thugs saw this and one of them saw the mess of bodies in the alley right next to them. He moved one of them and as injured as they were, he was somewhat relieved they were alive.
"Who did this?!?!" the new thug demanded.
"Th… those… two…"
Those were the last words the fallen thug managed to say before his consciousness finally gave out. Looking back up toward the whip-wielding girl and the guy with needles on his hands, they were filled with rage, almost to sobriety. They each chanted in anger and the first four men charged to the two, the whip was snapped once more and she hit the first eager thug's chest, immediately recoiling back, leaving him sprawled on the ground. The other guys saw this and they were distracted, Damion used that opportunity to get two of them down, shooting one down with three needles, two on his arm which let go of his weapon, and one straight to his neck. The next one took one to the neck and they were both down in a matter of seconds. Before he realized it, the last guy was whipped twice on the face and fell by the time it recoiled. The last two large men witnessed it all, but they were ready to take action.
The first took one of the barrels on the street and flung it toward the two, Damion dodged it, the girl broke it with her whip, but she was surprised by a charged attack from the huge man, the impact instantly sent her flying. Damion looked to see where she was getting thrown to, but his eyes widened once more… her velocity drastically slowed down before her impact into some wooden boxes. The second man took a similar opportunity to his comrade and charged before he punched Damion straight on his face, he couldn't handle the force and he hit the stiff brick wall behind him, back first. Leaving him on the ground, fighting for mere consciousness, and struggling greatly to overcome it. The girl managed to get up from the debris of the boxes, a bit staggery but she gripped her whip and glanced at Damion's state. She took a piece of wood, threw it in the air and swung her whip to shoot it toward the buff guy. Following up, she ran and swung it directly at him, the whip wrapping itself around his left wrist. He noticed this almost immediately and grunted as he pulled back on the whip, taking its owner with it. As she flew, her eyes widened at the sight of a massive fist being prepared for her as soon as she was within range. She screamed as she was hauled, the man did not seem at all like he was gonna hold back, his muscles bulged, and he swung his right arm straight to her face, death wasn't far from assured.