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The thug stumbles back, groaning in pain as the metallic fist slammed into his jaw again.Falling down, he cowers as Dius stands over him."Gloria says to leave her alone. Mess with her again, and I'll send you falling. GOt it?" The thug nods, quivering in fear."Yes...yes....I understand.Please, don't hit me anymore..." The young merc makes a sound of disgust."Tch...coward.." A voice calls out."Boys!! A lousy merc is beating Clowny! Get him!!!" As the gang rushes him, Gladius aka "Skywolf" dashes out of the alley, headed for a nearby rail. As they close in, he makes a throwing motion with his metal arm, and a grappel spike, with a long chain attached, flows out, attaching to the rail when he presses a button on his arm, causing hooks to pop out. He jumps, and presses another button, causing the chain to retract, reeling him in.Grabbing the spike, he takes off.....
An hour later, he counts the money gained from the job."Eh...not much...oh well, at least that scum won't lay hands on her again..."He snorts, remembering the bruise on the young woman's face..."Well, time to go find another hire..."