"We're sick of you! Get out of our neighborhood, you mutts!"
"Bust their heads open, show absolutely no mercy!"
"I'm gonna wreck you all, I'm coming down there right now, you punks!"
You only heard a fraction of the insults hurled from the buildings on the left side, but you're about to see the young man living on the first floor jump down. How do I know? It's simple; he stuck his head out the window, and the second he saw us, he went back inside.
If he was just one of those people who got caught up in the mob mentality and attacked us later, he would have thrown the first thing he got his hands on. But this guy chose to go back inside. The only reason to do that is to grab a weapon, which means he clearly belonged to the exact same breed of enemy as the ones who started this whole mess.
