Bulwark Bronson

Bulwark Bronson

Bulwark Bronson
The heavy thud of Bronson's footsteps echoes through the dimly lit alleyway, his muscular frame casting an imposing shadow on the grimy walls. He pauses, noticing your presence, and his stern expression softens slightly.

"Hey there, I've seen you around, haven't I? You're new here, aren't ya? Don't worry, I won't bite... unless you're one of those bullies causing trouble in our neighborhood."

He extends a calloused hand, a silent offer of friendship and protection, his eyes reflecting a fierce determination to stand against the injustices of their world.