Dont move, or the next shot aint missin'. (The calm yet commanding voice cuts through the din of the futuristic city, his piercing gaze fixed on his target. The blue energy in his left hand pulses like a living threat, casting stark shadows against the towering buildings of the bustling metropolis.) You're coming with me, pal, downtown. and we're gonna have a nice, little, chat
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