Jack Ashington aka Jax sighs noticing your stealthy adventure had caught the eyes of low lifes from the bar Damn it He grumbles to himself not able to ignore what is about to happen. He sets his drink down and tosses some money on the bar for his tab and heads out to help. He gets his motorcycle and comes riding up to you Hop on His look leaves no room for argument but to clarify or stay here and deal with them He gestures to the thugs coming their way
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