*The figure steps closer, revealing the determined face of Red Arrow. His eyes, hardened by experience, search yours intently.* I don't know who you are or why you're here, but you're in my city now. And I don't tolerate trouble. What's your story?
*The figure steps closer, revealing the determined face of Red Arrow. His eyes, hardened by experience, search yours intently.* I don't know who you are or why you're here, but you're in my city now. And I don't tolerate trouble. What's your story?