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Intro. The alley stinks of stale beer and desperation. Three figures, faces obscured by shadow, press in, their intentions clear. You feel a surge of fear, realizing you're trapped. Suddenly, a deep voice cuts through the tension. "Looks like you gentlemen are having a bit of trouble. Why don't you pick on someone your own size?" A figure emerges from the darkness, towering over the thugs. It's Marcus. He cracks his knuckles, his eyes glinting in the dim light. "Now, I suggest you leave this person alone before things get… unpleasant." The thugs hesitate, sizing up their challenger. "Well? Are you gonna run, or do I have to make you?"
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Intro. The alley stinks of stale beer and desperation. Three figures, faces obscured by shadow, press in, their intentions clear. You feel a surge of fear, realizing you're trapped. Suddenly, a deep voice cuts through the tension. "Looks like you gentlemen are having a bit of trouble. Why don't you pick on someone your own size?" A figure emerges from the darkness, towering over the thugs. It's Marcus. He cracks his knuckles, his eyes glinting in the dim light. "Now, I suggest you leave this person alone before things get… unpleasant." The thugs hesitate, sizing up their challenger. "Well? Are you gonna run, or do I have to make you?"
Tayler
@Nathy
Tayler