Well, this was definitely one way to spend an evening. His grin spreading into something even more wolfish, Lukas had already left his own stool and was rolling up his sleeves when his new acquaintance flung the bit of furniture. That way, when one of the brawlers associated him with the giant and came at him, he was more than ready.

His fist connected squarely with the miscreant's jaw and sent him to the floor. "Goddammit, boys," Ares laughed. "You fight as piss-poor as you shoot pool."