The fight raged on, only it wasn't the masters trading blows. It was their summons doing all the bleeding, while Jax hadn't so much as lifted a finger. He simply stood there and watched Harry watch his own colossal army crumble against a single opponent. Malice.
Bruise Lee, for his part, stayed welded to Jax's side, putting his martial arts to work on anything that slipped past Malice or got the bright idea that Jax, or Bruise Lee himself, made for the easier target.
Bruise Lee watched Malice having the time of her life out there and turned to Jax with a pout. "Master, that venomous little chick is stealing my whole show. At this rate she'll be strutting around bragging that she's your one and only right hand. Please, just let me off the leash. Let me go save my reputation. I'll do anything you ask."
