He watched the guy grab Gardener's ass, then watched Jordan throw the first punch. Always count a Jordan to throw the first punch.
Mom always said that and it seemed to be true.
As Traya goes down, Warhawk stand over her, ready for the chick with the earrings to try something, and holds his mace aloft, ready to parry the first incoming blast from those earrings.
"Just so you know, I don't hit women who can't defend themselves. You just left that bracket, so run or get hurt." he says with just enough menace for her to understand that he means it.
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