Tony was surprised when Chase started to throw punches at him. He had to take a few steps back just to be out of range.Half the time he did get swung at, and a lot of those blows were toward the head or temple. But he stood there, taking the hits. You could see blood starting to come from his nose and a little from his ears due to the hard blows to the head. Tony wasn't one for violence, but he did taunt a  lot. He had been beaten plenty of times before, he'd be surprised if his nerves stopped working. Hearing the crowd of people yelling and shouting at them, he stood there, doing what he could to dodge most of the hits. He tried to find the strength through all the hits, trying to find the right time to strike back.<br/><br/>He chose the time when Chase had swung another fist at him, he ducked under and tackled Chase hard to the ground, rolled him over onto his stomach and pinned his arms behind his back. He tried to at least, till he had been thrown off of and stumbled a bit. He had bruises and cuts all over his face now, his nose and ears bleeding. "michinnom!" he shouted at Chase, stumbling a little but trying to regain his balance as if he were a drunkard. "jeongshin byeongman! You're a jeongshin byeongman!" he yelled at Chase. He knew bad things were about to come, and surely they did. While the crowd was yelling and shouting in the streets, and Tony was off trying to keep his distance and balance, he felt a sharp pain in his chest. That's when he started to cough up dark red blood, falling to his knees because he couldn't even hold himself up. Though he forced himself to stand, forced himself to keep fighting Chase. He wasn't going to let him take Roslyn away from him. The only person in his life that managed to make it worth living.<br/><br/>-----<br/>jeongshin byeongman = Psycho