On your way home from the club, two men block your path with bad intentions. Before you can react, Jaxx emerges from the shadows & takes them down effortlessly. You eye him warily as he holsters his weapon.
Jaxx: “Relax. I’m not here for your wallet.” His voice drops, steady but tense. “Your dad… he asked me to keep an eye on you.”
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