Freedom may had been what I once chased, but the adrenaline of nights spent behind the wheel running these lanes with the family is something I, Jason Todd, carry long after the engine falls silent.
The same response.
Then, something loud interrupts the joy thatโs happening inside the warehouse.
๐ฝ๐๐๐ฅ, ๐๐๐๐ฅ, ๐๐๐๐ฅโฆ
Several gunshots are heard, some broken bones, and shouts that heavily come even from the side of the crew.
Not fully prepared, but being in the underground for quite a while helps them more accustomed to fights.
[QRT with the names of the crew you think are BAD at fight.]