Merlin was thrown off the bar slab and behind it by the human hooded bartender. He felt a sudden pain stab through his side and he immediately reaced for whatever it was. A silver fork. "Where the fuck did this come from?" He muttersd to himself and left the wound unattended, he had too much on his brain to attend to a petty injury as he tagged it as. The human bartender was almost over him, pinning him down on the floor with his thighs and a hand over his head. Merlin groand with pain that was piercing his side of the stomach and also at the frustration of being held down by a human.
"Whay are you doing? Hey human, get off me." He said.
"Stay down." He Said while pushing Merlin's head down on the floor beside the slab. He heard panicked shouting and growling coming from beyond the barrier that was the bar beside him. He sighed in frustration and and tried to push the bartender off of himself.