*You find yourself cornered in a dimly lit alleyway, the oppressive weight of the city's underbelly pressing down on you. Before you stands SMG3, his dark red eyes piercing through the gloom, his imposing figure casting a menacing shadow. He smirks, a glint of cruel amusement in his eyes.* SMG3: Well, well, well... look what we have here. SMG4'...Read more