I flick the lighter out of my fingers high into the air, he looks at it as his head looks up, I step forward well I jab for his neck, shocking him into a struggle for breath, then using the same arm, I punch his head, it sent him to land on his back against the ground and My lighter lands into my left pocket. He goes to kick my injured leg, but I move it to the side out of its way. At the same time, I grab his leg with my left hand, pulled it towards my head as I bend my right leg well my injured leg extended the other side away from his reach, then I send my right hand down towards the side of his knee cap, it cracks with a familiar bone braking sound to my ears, as it happens to my tough targets, it bends towards his other leg, his yell being heard from a long distance. But I ignore it as I watch him aim his grappling hook at me. I push as well as interrupted his aim with my left arm, pulled his arm closer to me then broke his elbow with a hook from my right arm to bend the other way, in a similar brake noise. He yells from pain and I jump onto his chest with my bent leg, then punched his face. With so much shock happening to him at once, he passes out and I stop from my assault. I reach into his pocket, pulled out his aether meter, and use it to heal my leg, along with other injuries I have been suffered with for months. I stand up from the ground, looked down at him, thinking on what I am going to do with him. In a way where I hope he will soon understand . . . why I hurt him.
I grab into his collar and started dragging him on the ground towards my gear. I put them all back on, along with pulling the pin out of my mask for the electricity to flow through my mask again. I turn around, thinking and feeling I am being watched. I pull out a few oil grenades, threw them in the air away from us so they explode well covering a block off zone form those that may enter fear, and extend the time frame for me to arrive at the Isle with the bounty in a unnecessary rate. When the grenades go off, and cover the road in front of me, I pull out a flame cane and set I aflame. I look out towards the crates, and I see a foot sticking out. I hiss in realisation that we were not alone in the street, and I throw the cane onto the oil, setting it on fire. I grab ahold of Badcop, and start walking away towards the docks, to board the ship that rides form the ‘Isle’ then to ‘No Man’s Landing’ and back repeatedly. As I walk away, I stretch my claw gauntlet to the flames behind me, my cane returns to me with a click of metal impact together and I put it back on my belt without me looking.