Ryuzaki admittedly didn't think that Nux had it in him to hit so passionately and so hard. Facedown on the filthy floor, surrounded by cigarette butts and sticky spots, his vision spins and blurs for a different reason than the alcohol; it's the reeling pain that comes from getting hit that hard.

He hears the sound of Cesar vomiting, rolling aside to avoid getting splattered. Hopefully, that'll distract Misa and Nux long enough to let him roll away under the curtain and lose himself in the dark throngs of moshing revelers.