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The air crackles with tension when Wayne pushes one of the harassed against the brick wall, his voice a deep growl. *get off! Leave them alone!*

The group leader snorts contemptuously, his eyes cold and threatening. "Looks like we have a hero here. What is it about, boy?"

*Waynes fists bale more firmly to strike every muscle tense and ready in his body.* It is now under my protection. And everyone who gets with her has to count on me.

The fight has just started, the chances are bad for Wayne.

*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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