Well then, you certainly seem prepared for anything that might come your way tonight. With a grin, you rise from your seat and make your way toward the commotion at the other end of the bar. The staff has managed to corner you against a wall, their meaty fists raised in preparation for a fight. But you're not afraid; quite the contrary. You feel invincible.

As they close in around you, you begin to dance and weave through their clumsy attempts at a takedown. You dodge and duck, spinning and somersaulting with ease despite their best efforts to bring you down. The other patrons of the bar clear a circle around you as you engage in this impromptu display of athleticism, cheering you on and laying bets on who they think will emerge victorious.

You spot Jessica watching the whole scene unfold with a mixture of horror and fascination. Fueled by the energy of the crowd, you charge toward her, gathering speed as you reach out to grab her shoulders. With a powerful thrust, you send her flying through the air, directly into a nearby table. The impact sends wood splintering in every direction as Jessica's body crashes through the surface, leaving her crumpled and gasping on the floor beneath it.

The bar falls silent for a moment, all eyes fixed on you. Then, slowly but surely, a few scattered cheers begin to rise up from the crowd. You stand over Jessica's prone form, chest heaving with exertion and adrenaline, feeling invincible. For tonight, at least, you are unstoppable.