walks towards Steve looking bloodthirsty and angry as hell. Not wanting to prolong the fight Steve stands and throws a spinning heel kick towards his left temple knocking the old man to one side. Strangely though he doesn’t fall, just stumbles, quickly regaining his balance again. Another attempt to subdue him from Steve and a fist lands square on his jaw.
But again with very little effect. Sean swings his fist next and even though Steve blocks the attack it sends him flying back against the shutters on the garage. The metal panels shudder from the impact.
Rolling onto his hands and knees Steve feels himself getting angry at the old man.
Steve: Aagghh, this is ridiculous. But if you wanna play hard ball, we can play hard ball.