"Wait, wait!" Ned said as he scrambled back, but Wade didn't care.
He surged forward, faster than the man could blink, and sunk his fist into the man's stomach.
The thug instantly folded around Wade's fist, coughing.
Wade blinked, his eyes traveling to the first as Ned sunk to his knees. He hadn't used much force, but it had been enough to take the man out of the fight.
He looked down just in time to see Ned barf, the contents of his stomach spilling across the ground.
Wade hopped back, careful to avoid getting vomit on his shoes. "Stop being a drama queen," he drawled. "I didn't even hit you that hard."
Ned gasped, trying to say something, but all he achieved were a few gasping and choking sounds.
"Fair enough." Wade shrugged. Then he looked up to see the rest of the gang running out of the gate, heading back towards the town.
