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[glow=#000,2,300]☣ —[/glow] A sharp sigh left Stryker. Jeriside, per usual, was overestimating his situation. The wolf was way too confident in his abilities, something Stryker could relate to, and the marauder definitely despised that. Keeping his mouth shut, the ivory lion continued to watch. Hopefully, more torture would come soon. If not, he'd definitely step in. Briar's attempts at maiming others was always interesting and he would be disappointed if she didn't do it to this fucking fool.
[align=center][div style="font-size:14.4pt;line-height:.9;color:#000;font-family:impact;padding:8px;letter-spacing:.7px;text-transform:uppercase;"]——– I got no plans to retire ——–
[ and I'm still the man you admire ][div style="font-size:7pt;line-height:1.2;color:#000;font-family:arial;margin-top:2px;margin-bottom:5px;letter-spacing:0px;margin-left:0px;text-align:center"]Stryker Malus — Kingpin of Coalition of the Condemned — TAGS
[ and I'm still the man you admire ][div style="font-size:7pt;line-height:1.2;color:#000;font-family:arial;margin-top:2px;margin-bottom:5px;letter-spacing:0px;margin-left:0px;text-align:center"]Stryker Malus — Kingpin of Coalition of the Condemned — TAGS