;; Well ain't this a coincidence. How's it goin' Lockie? Yer never gonna guess who's on Earth too! And huntin' on yer terf. ;;
Lockdown scowled at the comm he just got from Crosshairs. Wait— hunting on his turf? How did he—
No one hunted on Lockdown’s territory.
In order to get that out of the way, he’s coming after you..
{{Well, looks like I have a target to take down.}}








