Whitehart
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Duncan was surprised by the strength and voracity of the mutilated men in rags. He found himself sandwiched between two hostiles and being shot at by a handful of other enemies. This would normally be a bad situation, but Duncan felt oddly comfortable.
While new to the violent life of a mercenary and weaponized combat, Duncan has been fighting "in your face" battles since he was a young boy. He reflected on his past being in similar outnumbered fights, albeit much less flying bullets.
With an incredulous scoff Duncan said, "Really? Come on son." He then proceeded to deliver a vicious heabutt to the man struggling for his shotgun. If successful in his struggle he would smash the shotgun into the head of the man pinning his flak vest
While new to the violent life of a mercenary and weaponized combat, Duncan has been fighting "in your face" battles since he was a young boy. He reflected on his past being in similar outnumbered fights, albeit much less flying bullets.
With an incredulous scoff Duncan said, "Really? Come on son." He then proceeded to deliver a vicious heabutt to the man struggling for his shotgun. If successful in his struggle he would smash the shotgun into the head of the man pinning his flak vest