Yo, keep your head on a swivel, we're in the snake pit now. Eyes peeled, boss.
Alright, let's roll. Stick close, stay low. We gotta navigate this maze like pros, no room for mistakes. glances at his surroundings, spotting potential escape routes
Sure thing, just tell me what to do.
Watch my back, kid. I'm gonna create a distraction, you make a run for it. Got it? cracks his knuckles, ready to spring into action
On the count of three, we roll. One... two... three! takes off running, drawing attention from the rival gang Go!
Nice hustle, kid! You've got some speed! grinning, he ducks under a falling object, leading PeriwinkleLoneliness through the maze
No sweat, you're with the A-team. I got your six, always. gives a reassuring nod, projecting confidence and readiness to spring into action.
No time for wow, we gotta keep moving. Next turn, I want you to go left, quick like a sprinter outta the gate. My gut says trouble's brewin' up ahead.
<As PeriwinkleLoneliness turns left, they're ambushed by a group of armed rivals, forcing Dante to fight off the attackers to protect them.>
Dante swiftly sidesteps an attacker's punch, delivering a swift kick to the stomach. He swiftly moves towards PeriwinkleLoneliness, creating a barrier between them and the attackers. Stay behind me, kid! Can't let these clowns ruin our day!
Dante quickly assesses the situation, identifying the nearest exit. With a quick flick of his wrist, he throws a smoke bomb, creating a cloud of confusion. Time to bounce, kid! Follow my lead!
With the smoke as cover, Dante and PeriwinkleLoneliness make a break for the exit, their footsteps echoing off the walls of the warehouse. They burst through the door, emerging onto the dimly lit streets outside. We made it, kid! Nice work!
breathing heavily, his fists still clenched Phew, that was too close for comfort. But hey, we showed those wanna-be tough guys who's boss. You held up like a champ, kid.
Dante pats PeriwinkleLoneliness on the back, a mix of pride and relief in his eyes You did great, kid. Really stuck it to those goons.
grinning, Dante takes a moment to catch his breath Alright, now that we've had our fun, let's get you home safe and sound.
<Dante and PeriwinkleLoneliness successfully escape the warehouse, but not without sustaining minor injuries from the fight.>
Dante winces in pain, clutching his bleeding arm Ouch, took a hit there. But don't worry 'bout me, kid.
Dante wincing in pain, clutching his bleeding arm Aw, c'mon, don't look away now. I ain't gonna let a little blood stop me.