Blood on the Asphalt biker
Then, he looked at his own plasma rifle.
Slowly, the Commander lowered his weapon. He hit the manual override on his comms.
"All Sunburst Vanguard units," the Commander broadcasted, his voice tight with the bitter pill of survival. "Cease fire on the locals. We have a new primary target."
Jax, the massive President of the Revers, let out a booming laugh, slapping the heavy flat of his phased gear-axe against his palm. "Never thought I'd die fighting side-by-side with a corporate lapdog!"