Five massively built men stood up and sat next to him filling up the table. They looked at Lucas slowly. Trying to size him up. This time the room didn't go silent as people were whispering to each other. Trying to guess what was going to happen next.

" It's the rowdy 5 again."

" My soul prays for his safety."

" Look it's them again. Do you think the boy is gonna be okay?"

" Aaah isn't this there last warning, maybe the owner will step in and save him."

" They never listen do they..."

The chatter continued while they were sizing Lucas up. Lucas ignored these men and was looking around for the waiter that was on her way. But she was nowhere to be found. Clearly, she saw one of these men and decided to step away. After sizing Lucas up the leader put his hand on Lucas's shoulder. He had the most muscles of the group. He was 6ft3 (190cm) so he had an intimidating appearance. With tattoos of skulls on his arm which were visible because he was wearing a tank top. In his case, a wife beater would be the more accurate word. He had black hair and a very muscular face. He had muscles on his muscles.

" Are you planning on drinking that?" The leader said to Lucas with a smile.

Lucas looked at him, with a straight face and said," No!"

The leader was shocked by Lucas's response. There wasn't a shred of fear in his voice. Normally people would be scared of him not just because of his reputation but his appearance alone. The leader wasn't too pleased with this. He had an audience watching him. He couldn't have people thinking it was okay to react to him in an emotion other than fear. The leader grabbed Lucas's shoulder and squeezed tightly. Afterwards, he said, " I said, are you going to drink that."

Lucas looked at the guy and furrowed his eyebrows. He then said, " Listen here bud. I said no. If you want it that bad just take it. I already told you, I'm not drinking it."

The leader got the shock of his life. Firstly, Lucas seemed to be just fine while the leader was squeezing with 60%of his strength. Also again Lucas replied in a voice devoid of fear and respect. In fact, this time hints of condescension and anger could be heard in his voice. When the restaurants heard Lucas's response they began laughing. Until the leader looked at them, after that they all shut up and real quick.

The leader had lost all patience with Lucas. His face was red with anger. He stood and from his seat letting go of Lucas's shoulder. When the others saw that their leader had lost his cool. They immediately tried to calm him down.

" Hey, don't let it get to you he is just some kid. He probably doesn't know about you."

" Or he is so scared of you that it seems like he is not."

" Just calm down... Your dad is a noble but he insisted that we stop causing trouble for him while he tries to climb the ladder."

" Just let it go, the longer we wait here. The further away the beauty gets from us."

All these comments went through one ear and out through the other. The leader was so angry that it all meant nothing to him. He grabbed Lucas's shoulders with both hands wanting to lift him up from his seat and force him to stand. But again to his surprise, Lucas wasn't budging an inch. It was as if Lucas's weighed 600 tons. The leader's muscles where bulging as he tried to pull him up but Lucas didn't move an inch. It was quite comical to see this big guy trying to pick up a small guy and failing at that too. Everyone wanted to laugh but had to keep it in in fear of them becoming the object of his rage.

By now Lucas realized these people are the reason he can't get the bill and leave. Everyone feared them. So Lucas put his hands on the leader's hands and then removed the leader's hands from his shoulders. Afterwards, Lucas stood up and said, " What do you want? I'm in no mood to play games right now. I have already told you that I'm not drinking this beer so what now!?"

This team the leader didn't react in rage like he did last time. Despite the anger being clearer in Lucas's voice. This time the leader was actually scared himself. First off, he couldn't make Lucas stand up despite using all of his strength. Secondly, he was still trying to pull Lucas up when Lucas casually removed his hands from his shoulders and then stood up. The leader was no idiot, by now he had realized he had provoked someone a lot stronger than him. And judging by Lucas's tone he was close to raging out.

" My-my dad is a Viscount you know." The leader said in fear hoping Lucas would return his fiery gaze. But Lucas looked at him as if he was stupid. Why would Lucas care? He had shown no respect to a King of an entire Kingdom. As if a Viscount could instil more fear than a King. The leader saw Lucas's reaction and gulped in fear.

The entire restaurant was puzzled as to what was going on. They didn't understand how the leader just switched up so quickly. First showing pride and conceit now fear and inferiority. And all to someone much smaller than him. Yes, they saw him struggle to pick Lucas up. But that was irrelevant. In combat, the leader should surely win. He is a Mage on the path of becoming a beast tamer after all. Just being a mage alone plus such a physique gives him the edge over many people. Yet the leader was stepping on eggshells around Lucas.

" Boss, we did tell you to stop the provocations. But being scared of this whippersnapper (1) is another thing."

" Yeah, where is your honour. Look at him. I'm sure your dad will understand if you beat some sense into him."

" I agree."

" I think you should trust your instincts."

Everyone immediately looked at the fifth member of the group because it was the only response that was against smacking Lucas.

"Bryan, just shut up. You just joined this group and you are by far the weakest. So, of course, you would say that. You probably too scared to fight."

" Yeah, since when did you get the right to speak! You're here for a week and you think you can voice your opinion."

" You only got in because his dad finds your mom attractive."

"Yeah, your sister would have been a better fit for this group!"

" I'm sorry, my men are like this sometimes. You said you no longer want the beer. I only came here because I wanted it." The leader said while smiling at Lucas.

Lucas casually flicked his hands saying its all his if he wants it. Afterwards, he took a step forward as he wanted to go directly to the waiter. If she wasn't going to come to him he would go to her. Lucas wanted to leave this place full of memories he wanted to forget. But when he moved the four other men blocked his path.

" Ay little man, where do you think you are going?" Number two said.

" Yeah, where do you think you are going?" the rest said in unison.

" I'd like to leave. Can you please move?" Lucas said.

" What about those beers though?" number 2 said.

" Like I told your leader. If you want them, they are yours. Now get out my way."

" I don't like your tone! You had the honour to sit down with a babe and now you think you own the place. I'll put you in your place boy." Number 2 said.

" I'm not going to ask again. Get, out, of my way!" Lucas said angrily.

The men stood still, not moving an inch. The only thing moving was their facial muscles as they contorted in anger. But soon number 2 lifted his hands and wanted to swing at Lucas. He had had it with Lucas's tone. First to his leader and then to him and his group. He also was brimming with jealousy. How did Lucas get the opportunity to have a drink with such a beautiful girl and then not drink the beer? How is that he let such a beautiful girl slip away like that? If it was him he would wife her up immediately and have her raise his children. Forget trying to get into Mage school. He would drop all he had to bag her. He was actually hoping to drink the beer from Layla Palmer's mug. Maybe he could even still find the wet part on the rim of the mug.

[ I am detecting blood lust Lucas. I'm initiating combat mode.]

" Thanks, Thea," Lucas thought.

Number 2 swung his fist at Lucas with all his strength. The guys who were next to him got hit by his body movements when he tried to swing. Once hit by number 2's movement they all fell on the ground. That was the weight and speed at which he was punching.

Lucas looked at the fist that was approaching him. As he did he lost his cool. Even in combat mode, he lost his temper. Lucas dodged the punch by moving quickly under it. Lucas was now in open space under his fist. Number 2 was scared because Lucas was now free to hit him as much as he could. And judging by how easy it was for Lucas to dodge his punch which came without warning too. Clearly, Lucas could deal some damage. Lucas rose up after bobbing and weaving. He came up like he was about to throw an uppercut but instead cupped his hand. And grabbed number 2 by the neck. Lucas then picked him up from the ground and slammed his body down on the floor. Breaking the wooden floor. This all happened in one swift motion.

Lucas stood up again. He looked at the five guys on the floor with eyes of a King and then looked away. By now Lucas had regained his normal composure. Combat mode was doing its job. Lucas walked to the owner and said. " I'm sorry for the mess I have caused inside your restaurant." Lucas then took out a gold coin from Thea's storage and gave it to the owner. He then said, " This is for the beers, the repairs and any other form of damage I might have caused your business."

The owner wanted to object to receiving a gold coin as payment but Lucas put it in her hand closed her hand for her. He then walked out of the restaurant. The place was dead quiet. No one said a word. They didn't know what had just happened.

Who was this guy to be able to take out the number 2 of the rowdy bunch with one hand? Beat the leader without fighting. And then to top it all of. He paid for a beer and minor damages with a gold coin. A GOLD COIN!

" Phew, I got off easy." The leader said.

1- whippersnapper -A young and inexperienced person considered to be presumptuous or overconfident.