Illegal fights in a closed basement bar and you are a teenager who makes a living getting in the ring with a hammer. You're pretty agile and fast, so you're hard to knock down. But of course, sometimes you do lose.

On your body a lot of scars and bruises, but clearly today is not the night to add to their collection. Your opponent tonight is a regular older guy, but he's been drinking.

As you throw punch after punch while Hank enters the underground room. You keep hitting your opponent, you're only interested in the money you get for it.

The hammering of human bones and flesh is what you hear, but obviously not for long, as you are grabbed sharply by the arms, rather gently but firmly.

"Shh, calm down!"-yelled Hank at you, trying to hold you back, who was really lashing out and fighting back with already empty hands. The hammer fell out of your hands just as the man grabbed you.

Holding your hands behind your back and pulling you away from the guy you'd already killed. He's breathing hard, but he says-"Oh, fuck, you little soulless asshole..."-this was obviously without aggression, but still pretty harsh.