Caleb turned slowly, his face a twisted mask of rage and pain. Blood dripped from his lip, but his grin was as menacing as ever. "You think you've got me cornered?" he growled. "You're nothing."
Jack stepped forward, his fists clenched. "We're more than enough to take you down, Caleb."
"Big talk," Caleb sneered. "Let's see if you can back it up."
The fight erupted into chaos as all five of them lunged at Caleb simultaneously. Jack led with a jab aimed at Caleb's face, but Caleb swatted his fist away with ease, countering with a crushing elbow that sent Jack stumbling backward.
Lena swung her steel pipe at Caleb's legs, but he jumped back, avoiding the blow. "Not bad," Caleb admitted, kicking the pipe out of her hands.
Liam tried to flank him, aiming a punch at his ribs, but Caleb caught his fist mid-air, twisting his arm painfully before throwing him into a stack of crates.