Jensen quickly regained consciousness after hitting his head but still had blurry vision and strugled with getting up. The wizard who had blasted him into the dumpster looked like any other thug and was still standing in the alley, looking rather surprised and keeping a safe distance between him and his victim.
"How the hell are you not scattered all over the place after that, old man! I've never seen anyone survive that!", the thug yelled, as he anxiously moved his legs back and forth.
"Yeah? We'll it seems like all you did was push me, you were just lucky to find out that dumpsters are my greatest weakness."
Jensen remained with his back against the dumpster, but discretely moved his hand towards his holster, reaching for his pistol. But the thug had good eyes.
"Hey, don't even try that mothafucka! Keep your hands were I can see them!"
Jensen gave out a coughing laugh as he slowly got to his feet:
"Or what? You gonna push me again?", he said with a good amount of confidence in his voice. This thug didn't know what he was doing, was an intermediate wizard at best and didn't exactly show any signs of great intelligence. Jensen was expecting to be "pushed" again, but he was did not expect another wizard to land 2 feet infront of him.
"Today's just not your day, man", the wizard said as he grinned and drew a katana with his prosthetic arms.
The other wizard almost fell to the ground from the shock after the mysterious person landed between him and Jensen. He didn't know who this guy was but he wasn't willing to stick around and risk being sliced and toasted.
"F*ck, this sh*t, he's all yours!", the thug said as he ran back out the alleyway.
Jensen actually felt nervous this time, he could tell by the flames around his mouth that this one was alot more dangerous, and what worried him the most was his sword. Still he tried to keep a cool appearance and chose to try and talk his way out of this, or at the very least stall him.
"Thanks for getting rid of that assh0le for me, some people are real jerks around this neighberhood.", He didn't get a response but tried to keep control of the situation and keep talking. "Say, how bout I give you a little something as a thank you? I've got a few magic boosters I could hook you up with. They're forerunner, and believe me, those really make a difference! You're whole face will be on fire and twice as hot, what do you say?"
(sure, anything goes. Although I was kinda hoping for one of you to HELP me
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