It won't be pretty

The six men rushed toward Zane, and when one swung a punch at him, he blocked it and countered with another hit of his own. The man backed up after a moment, rubbing his jaw, and then charged forward again, trying to tackle Zane.

Grabbing his fist, Zane twisted until he heard a satisfying crack, and he smiled when the guard crumpled to the floor and kicked him in his head.

Turning to face the second man, Zane punched his chest so that the air escaped him in an audible “Puff!”

Before punching him square in the nose, breaking it instantly, with another punch in his left thigh, the man collapsed in pain.

The third man came charging at him with fury in his eyes and swinging his right fist, but Zane blocked it quickly. Then he used his elbow to knock him back with an uppercut to the chin.

And before the other could regain his balance, Zane drove his knee into the man’s stomach as his hands moved behind his back to wrap around his neck, lifting him off the ground and slamming him onto