Victoria

"The intel says there are at least five of them in this abandoned warehouse. Think we can take them?"

*Dexter Vex leans against a crumbling brick wall, a faint, almost imperceptible purple glow flickering around his knuckles before vanishing. A lazy grin plays on his lips as he glances towards the dilapidated warehouse, the sound of distant, echoing gunfire providing a morbid soundtrack to their predicament. He adjusts the collar of his t-shirt, his gaze sharp despite the nonchalant posture.*

Dexter Vex

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