//While Silco prepared and made his way toward Orion's holding cell - The Last Drop//

  Marcus storms into the Last Drop, fnked by two Enforcers. The bar falls silent, its usual happy cmor repced with tense hostility. As they walk through, gres follow them with grips tightening on mugs, ons, and chairs.

  "What I get you?" Vander greets them as if they were ordinary ers.

  Marcus removes his mask with a hiss, smirking fidently, "Four sump rats will do." He gestures to the Enforcer beside him. "Search the pce."

  Vawitches, following the Enforcer briefly while the other turns to stand guard behind Marcus. His expression tightens before shrugging, "While you're wasting your time, how about a proper drink?"

  "I'll take the stro shit you've got," Marcus replies as if it was a challenge.

  Smirking, Vander reaches below to grab a bottle of his stro liquor. As he does, he presses an emergency button, his silent signal for the kids to hide.

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  The arm monkey crashed to the floor from the shelf, and the kids scramble for the beams above.

  Powder, however, was struggling. The aftermath from two days ago had left her traumatized; the glimmer of hope that Orion would return was barely keepiogether.

  She hadn't beeing well, and her arms trembled as she tried to pull herself up.

  The ominous footsteps loomed closer, eae resonating like a drum.

  Powder realized she couldn't make it, and made a frantic decision. She dove uhe bed, curling into herself, her breath shaky as the monkey's arm faded into eerie silence.

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  Sliding the drink across the bar, Vander smirks as Marcus winces after just one sniff. "Mm. You be careful with that." Vaeased.

  Looking up, Marcus met his gaze with a smirk. "Nearly fot. I ran into an old friend of yours. He had some iing stories." Reag out, he snatches Vander's pipe from the ter, prompting Vao sm his fist against the table at the disrespebsp;

  "You weren't always the peacekeeper-" Marcus sneered as Vander shook his head at the riled-up bar-folk, dropping it into the liquor. The drink catches fire. The Enforcer behind Marcus snarls, whipping out his baton as the others in the bar stood up.

  "Let her go!" Vi's unmistakable voice rings out from the back, full of desperation. "Vander!"

  Everyone froze. Silence gripped the bar, broken only by the faint screaming of kids and the low hum of bar music.

  Marcus's eyes widened as he stood up abruptly, sensing the mounting hostility. Vander was faster though.

  Gripping Marcus by the hair, Vander smmed his fato the drink, blood and liquor smearing across the table and burning Marcus's skin. Without pause, Vander followed up with a vicious hook, sending Marcus sprawling to the floor.

  The Uy patroed with shouts, their rage ignited as they charged the remaining Enforcer. His fate would be anything but merciful. A chair flung across the room and impacted him before the onsught began.

  "Leave them alive!" Vander bellowed, pointing at Marcus's struggling figure too before he unclipped his hanging gaus and rushed to the back.

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  "AAA!" Powder screamed in pain as the Enfrowled menagly, ripping her out from uhe bed by her hair.

  "Let her go!" Vi shouted before she unched herself from the beams above. Her kided against the Enforcer's shoulder, f him to let go as he stumbled.

  "Vander!" Vi cried out desperately, pulling Powder away.

  Powder cried loudly in Vi's arms as the Enforcer recovered with a snarl, pointing his fshlight at them while pig up his baton.

  Cggor and Mylo both sprung into a with their own battle cries. The Enforcer, now more aware, steps back to avoid their nding jump-kicks.

  After they he sounds of fightied from above, snapping the Enforcer's head to attention. Visibly, one could see his grip oon tightening, a dangerous glint appearing behind the goggles

  Cggor followed up by attempting to tackle the Enforcer at the waist. Without mercy or hesitation, the Enforcer sms his baton against Cggor's head. Blood sprayed as Cggor let out a pained grunt before colpsing to the floor unscious.

  Eyes wide with shock then rage, Mylo hesitated for a split sed. It was enough time for the Enforcer to grab him by the neck sm him against the bunk-bed- owice, and a third time in quick succession- until Mylo lost sciousness.

  Vi had let go of Powder when the Enfrabbed Myl out, "No!" But the Enforcer's as were so brutal and swift, tossing Mylo's limp body across the table, its tents noisily cttering out, that she had to face him head on.

  Vi's eyes burned with fury as she charged the enforcer, fists raised.

  The Enforcer raised his baton as if he was going to swing, prompting Vi to hun preparation to dodge, her focus on the on. Seeing Vi fall for it, the Enforcer sent a strong kick toward her naval.

  Spittle flew out as Vi colpsed with painful wheezing, tears blurring her vision.

  Powder curled up against the wall, sobbing as the Enforcer approached her. Clutg her head, she whimpered through her tears, "Vi... Mylo... Cggor..."

  As the Enforcer loomed over Powder, reag for her, the door burst open with a deafening sm.

  Vander snarls as he charged through, his gau smming into the Enforcer's face. The impact shattered the Enforcer's mask, sending shards of gss flying. A gurgled cry escaped the Enforcer as the jagged shards blinded and tore into his face.

  Powder shut her eyes tightly, g her hands over her ears, trying desperately to block out the gruesome sounds of what followed. Wet, brutal noises of flesh and bone breaking.

  When she finally opened her eyes, Vander was standing over her. His eyes, full of grief and realizatio hers- knowing what she was about to see.

  A bloodied corpse o her, Mylo and Cggor were unscious and bleeding, and Vi sobbed as she clutched her stoma pain on the floor.

  Varembled, feeling pletely helpless in this situation. His voice dropped to a hushed whisper, heavy with guilt, as the gaus slid off.

  "I'm sorry Powder..."

  He turned away, Vander's heart breaking as he moved to attend the others.