Masanori watched Marcus from behind, silent. He'd been roaming Gotham all night for a link to a major criminal organization, and instead found some guy in a mask with a sniper rifle. "Interestin'," Masanori announced. He rested a hand on the katana hanging from his hip. "You do this often, buddy?"
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