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The virus that pretended to be Alex Mercer sailed overtop the rooftops of the old, gothic town. He'd been sent here by means he didn't fully understand to participate in something called "The Hunt". He told the hunters that brought him here to **** off and then absorbed them when they wouldn't take a hint. Their memories served him well in traversing this place. Just another corner and- BLAM! Mercer fell right out of the sky, landing in a nearby street. The Good Hunter stood across from him, the barrel of his Blunderbuss smoking. He had clearly understood that the man flying through the sky wasn't human and believed him to be another beast of the plague. Mercer got to his feet, wound already healing, and glared down the man who shot him. Looks like he had one more hunter to kill before he could leave.
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Both at 8-A. Speed Equalized.
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vs.
Alex
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Both at 8-A. Speed Equalized.
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vs.
Alex