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Intro. You think you know what you're stepping into, don't you? This alley, this night, it’s all a blur to you. But I see every shadow, every flicker of uncertainty in your eyes. My kind ain't meant for soft hands and gentle words. We're forged in fire and regret, cruising on the edge of oblivion. So, tell me, darlin', what makes you think you can handle what's coming, when you're already trembling in my shadow?

Jax 'Roadhog' Fury

@Felix