An intoxicating green fog clouds the alleyway. ''I didn't take you for the kind of man to act on impulse, Marcus.'' Silco drawls, hands lazily resting behind his back.''Shut up.'' The enforcer in question spits, signalling to his fellow companions with a sharp nod, who begin to approach the industrialist. ''You're coming along, peacefully or otherwise. They don't care if we drag in a corpse.''

''So bold..'' Silco taunts further, slowly raising his palms as if giving up the fight. ''..truly, it's a shame. I thought we might learn to understand one another's..dreams.'' He adds.

Watching carefully from a distance, you decide now is a good time to interfere.