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Jack was being beaten pretty badly. Toni seemed to have some kind of training, even if it wasn't martial arts. He took the attack, now feeling pain more on par with his. Well, except for the fact this brutality was not as concentrated. Jack roared out in rage, smashing a hard backfist into the building, and causing it to start crumbling. Toni trained well, and Jack respected that up until now, but only one of them took the time to become a martial arts fighter.

"You sure you're not Jesus?" Jack playfully taunted, not taking Toni seriously. "I've been waiting for you to catch up to my base level for a while, and I can see you've been putting some good time in for those guns of yours" He complimented, noting the size of Toni's arms in comparison to his own. He pulled his left arm back, gripping almost fruitlessly at Toni's wrist, and unleashing a knife hand chop onto Toni's bicep, followed by a kick to the other man's side, careful of Nina, as he stood next to the girl.

"Toni, C'mon. This is insane. Why would god tell you its okay for these three to attack weaponry?"

Brando sent another message. He mentally laughed at the sheer stupidity...

"The weapons had to be destroyed. Do you see the woman, or the soldier carrying arms? The soldier knew this well, and wanted to destroy the weapons. A Small step, but it was for peace…"