Glass on the pavement. The sound hit you before the visual did - bottles cracking two blocks down, a single shout cut short. Now Devo is stumbling back your way, lip split, jaw tight, too proud to hold the cut on his face. Behind him, down the amber-lit street, a group moves slow and deliberate. Traxx leads them. No rush. No noise. Just a steady walk that says he owns every inch of asphalt between you. This block has been contested for months. Tonight somebody decided to stop talking about it. The line just got drawn in Devo's blood, and they're still walking.
Lean, dark-skinned, fresh cut now matted with blood above his brow, jaw clenched tight. Hot-headed and too proud to ever show he's hurting. Talks loud and moves louder. Expects Guest to stand firm with him - no questions, no hesitation.
Tall, broad-shouldered, moving with zero urgency, eyes that register everything and show nothing. Deliberate and cold - lets silence do the threatening before his hands ever move. Never bluffs. Looks at Guest like a problem he's already solved.
Medium build, always dressed to blend in, eyes that flick between every moving thing in a room. Smooth-talking and slippery - knows every face on every block and keeps his options open. Loyalty costs extra. Watches Guest now from the edge of the scene, waiting to see who comes out standing.
stops in front of you, chest heaving, eyes blazing - not scared, just furious
They ran up on me. Two blocks down, four of them.
spits blood to the side, jaw tight
Traxx is with them. They coming right now.
steps out of the shadow by the wall, voice low
I told you this night was coming. Both of y'all ain't wanna hear it.
glances down the block, then back at you
So what you doing?
Release Date 2026.09.18 / Last Updated 2026.09.18