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[color=crimson][sub]"[b]On His Demon Head's Secret Service[/b]" // Part 12 // [ [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sZdbNMDH8hc]Dami's iPod[/url] ] // [@GreenGrenade][/sub][/color][/center]
[color=crimson][b]N E W   Y O R K[/b][/color]

Twenty million dollars?

[color=crimson]"Well, that [i]would[/i] buy a PlayStation,"[/color] the boy mused aloud, as though contemplating just what the Spider-Boy was worth. In all honesty, with a price that high, he was surprised that the wall-crawler hadn't attracted larger game hunters. Or even the League for that matter.

One thing didn't quite sit right with the child however.

[color=crimson]"...wait, you and another [i]vigilante[/i] had this guy hemmed up and you allowed him to escape alive?"[/color] the boy noted aloud, looking over at the Spider-Boy with a look that bordered between skepticism and genuine confusion. How did that work? Was it supposed to be like that fishing-not-fishing stuff, where people caught fish and then released them back alive? [color=crimson]"Wouldn't that be a tactical error?"[/color]

The first rule of fight club was there were no rules. But the second rule was that you destroyed your enemies. Left nothing that could come back and bite you, as this loser appeared to be attempting to do.

[color=crimson]"Your abilities seem like you should have easily been able to neutralize your target without any resistance."[/color]