The 8 Men fell to the ground in front of Blaze, each with a dagger in their back. John goes to each body and pulls the dagger out of each and putting it back in the pouch.
"Bí ag Síochána mo chara" Said John touching a part of his lower chest
"Come On" Said John to Blaze. "We have some men waiting for us, and i would hate to take all the glory whilst you stayed here"