Blood on the Asphalt biker
Dax commanded, pushing forward into the horde.
Tank swung his Origin-Code logging chain. The massive, glowing blue whip tore through the water, shattering three heavily armored Trench-Walkers into harmless blue ash that instantly dissolved into the current.
Jax swung his phased gear-axe in brutal, sweeping arcs, the Revers President adapting to the crushing gravity with sheer, feral muscle. "Blood on the water!" he bellowed over the comms, cleaving a cybernetic assassin in half.
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