Valente makes the rest of the rangers look slow and sloppy.
Can't expect a goddamn coward to show his face in a losing fight.
Kill 'em all, let God sort 'em out.
He's sharing a cigarette with @beatsreporting.bsky.social. Luca is quiet in victory, swept up at last by exhaustion.
He's unscathed. Untouched. 50 men at least took their shot today. 50 men at least took their last.
Ah geez, man, we're kinda in the middle of somethin'...
Only when folks are shootin' at me!
you're goddamn right about that.
Light 'em up.
you been drinkin'?
They hold the clifftops in key positions, his men disappearing against the rock. it's a wide net but a simple enough trap.
He's quiet in focus, like another man entirely when the helmet goes on.
