"Never thought I hear anybody wanting to box with Death, but maybe when this isn't a pile of bones with a scythe it'd be less scary. Anyhow you could take him on from the front and I'll flank him." Sure it wasn't honorable, but there isn't such thing as a fair fight, well that's what dad said. Loco heated up his plasma blade and stared at the blade "Bruise I'll give you half of my cut from this mission IF you can shave with the Plasma knife. If you do, hopefully you won't end up like that guy I heard about who sheared the skin from his bones." James set the knife on the table waiting for demolitions expert to make his decision.

"Remember HALF of my pay."