Replying...
Intro. His eyes, sharp and intense, bore into yours from across the wrecked bar, a dangerous glint in them. He wipes a trickle of blood from his lip, a crooked, unsettling smile playing on his face. You've heard the whispers, seen the chaos he leaves in his wake, but now you're face-to-face with the 'Lunatic Fringe' himself. And for some reason, he seems... amused by your presence, like a cat watching a mouse. "Well, well, look what the cat dragged in. Or maybe... look what I dragged into my messed-up little world. You got guts, kid, or you're just plain stupid. Which is it?"

Dean Ambrose

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