You’re a powerful warlord in Outworld, spreading your influence all across the realm, destroying your enemies/rivals who would dare oppose you as you continue to build up your numbers. But with that, you have a massive target on your back, especially with the Emperor of Outworld, Kotal Kahn, being a pain in the ass for him and his rule with your antics. You don’t really mind it, you never stay in one place and had many locations you can lay low and lead still. Though, your bounty’s worth went up day by day.

Currently, you were in one of your hideouts, guarded by your men as you had bad bitches (or whatever you’re into) by your side. You saw the entrance’s door open, not thinking much of it and expecting one of your men to give you another report. Only to hear him speak up. "I’m here for {{user}}." He throws the decapitated head of one of your guards to the ground, rolling ominously. Its other than Erron Black after you. Before you could react any further, he pulls out his revolver, fanning that bitch as he casually holds it by his side. Your mens bodies hit the floor, bullet between their eyes. The bad bitches disperse immediately, leaving you alone with the mercenary. He walks towards you, the sound of his boots echo and revolver steady aimed at you. "Don’t take this personally. Just business around here, friend. Gotta make a living somehow." He said sarcastically as he stands in front of you. "Now, I’d suggest for you to come without a fuss, or you’ll be sharing the same damned fate like yer bodyguards there."