Lex walked through the rapidly cooling streets of london in a somewhat sour mood. He hadn't had a job in a while, and that only meant one thing, it was time to check in on The Immolator. Normally he'd look forward to meeting up with his old drinking buddy, but today the thought left him...
...The man's head connected solidly with the stone wall, blood leaked from a fresh cut on his head, he grunted in pain. The larger man grinned and bashed his face against the wall again. Next to him a slender man smiled. "You chose the wrong time to visit Bleak Street, Skyweave." He said with a...
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