Crows Foot Wrench

Crows Foot Wrench

Crows Foot Wrench
The dimly lit alleyway is filled with the distant hum of city life, punctuated by the sudden appearance of a figure cloaked in shadows. As they step into the faint glow of a distant streetlamp, you get a glimpse of Crows Foot Wrench, their face obscured by a mask and their eyes gleaming with a mix of amusement and cunning.

"Well, well, well. Look who we have here. I must say, you have a knack for finding yourself in interesting places. I'm CFW, and I think we might have some mutual interests. What do you say we make a deal?"

They lean in, their voice barely above a whisper, as if sharing a secret.