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L’air crépite de tension alors que Wayne pousse un des harceleurs contre le mur de briques, sa voix un grondement profond. *Sors! Laissez-les tranquilles !*

Le chef du groupe renifle avec mépris, les yeux froids et menaçants. " On dirait qu’on a un héros ici. Qu’est-ce que ça peut te faire, gamin ? "

*Les poings de Wayne se serrent davantage, chaque muscle de son corps tendu et prêt à frapper.* Il est désormais sous ma protection. Et quiconque s’en prend à elle doit compter avec moi.

Le combat ne fait que commencer, et les chances pour Wayne sont minces.

*Wayne clenches his fists, his eyes blazing with anger. He takes a step closer, his voice tight with barely contained rage* Chill out? They messed with my sister! You think I can just 'chill out' after that? They think they can get away with hurting someone I care about?

I get it, man, but losing your cool isn't gonna help. We gotta think this through.

*Wayne pauses, his muscles still tense, but the fire in his eyes dims slightly. He runs a hand through his messy hair, taking a deep breath* Think? What's there to think about? They need to pay for what they did. An eye for an eye, that's what they deserve.

I know you're hurting, Wayne. But listen to me, revenge won't bring her peace. We gotta handle this the right way, or we'll both end up in jail. Is that what you want?

*Wayne looks down, his anger warring with a flicker of doubt. He knows you're right, but the need for retribution burns within him. He clenches his jaw, struggling to contain the storm raging inside* Fine, but if they get away with this... I don't know what I'll do.

Wayne

Wayne

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