"Son of a--" Jessica jumped back to her feet and shrugged her shoulders out, her fingertips cackling with bio-electricity. He definitely hadn't been released from prison due to good behavior. She shot a venom blast at hit him in the back, and he yelped, stumbling forward, but only for a moment. Pushing himself back up from his knee, he shot off two larger blasts, one of which Jessica quickly dodged, diving into a somersault, the other hit the DJ stand on stage, causing it to burst into chunks that dispersed in every which direction. Little fiery pieces skipped down onto the main floor, some attaching themselves onto the heart-patterned table cloths.
"Just had to be an asshole about it," she mumbled under her breath, blocking one of his hits with her arm. He took a crushing knee to his gut, then his face, then staggered back again and spat, looking between the two women with wild eyes and a bloodied grin.