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Luke hadn’t fought this frequently since back during his first stint Seagate. Back before the experiment. Back before he was unbreakable, when every punch actually felt like something life threatening. That wasn’t the situation anymore though, now he was out here fighting the good fight, waging war against oppression. That’s what he told himself anyway, because the lines were getting really blurred. He never stood with the panel, certainly never stood with Orse, but there was so much bloodshed. Sometimes he wasn’t fully sure what they were fighting for.
Didn’t stop him though. Until the moment his gut didn’t feel like this was the right thing to do he’d keep throwing punches. So when heard some conversation from down the street from where he was, he quietly made his way over to check out who it was. He saw a group of some hooded figures, probably syndicate members. Thing he hated the most about them was that they always seemed to travel in packs. He’d never seen less than six together at a time since all this shit hit the fan.
Not much for quiet approaches, Luke took a few more steps towards the group before making his presence known. “You know, I’ve see a lotta gangs in my day… and you guys right here… you certainly are the most well dressed bunch.” It didn’t take long for them to be all over him, a few quick moves had a few of them knocked out, but he knew it’d take some time to take them all down.