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[ Oof. All the air goes out of Zack's lungs in one rattling wheeze when he hits the ground. Fuck, he's spent. This guy is massive. Give Zack a few years, he'll grow into his shoulders and maybe get a few of the hundreds of bullets embedded in his body fished out and then they can have a fucking rematch to end all rematches. Right now, Zack's vision is blurring. ]

M-Modest too...

[ He tastes blood. Yeuch. What he wouldn't give for an Ether Cola right now. ]

Good news? Looks like your secret's... safe... I'm just gonna...

[ Close his eyes, just for a second... ]