Spurred of by the shouts of John and the alcohol induced bravery, Richmond leapt shakily to his feet, brandishing his cane in as heroic a stance as he could manage. The unconscious man's companions paid no heed to the drunken noble and continued their advance towards John. He surged forward, intent on laying waste to the ruffians alone. Swinging the cane by its leg, the metal tipped handle cut an arc through the air and connected with the temple of an unsuspecting assailant. Richmond stumbled forward, failing to correct his balance, he tumbled into a table and rolled over it in a tangle of bodily appendages. Landing on his hands and knees he quickly shot-up once more, wielding the mahogany cane like Excalibur.