"Scared now, aren't you?"
The leader hadn't noticed the increasingly eerie atmosphere in the bar, still provoking without an ounce of self-preservation.
Pointing directly at the female player closest to him, he said,
"What are you looking at? Believe it or not, I'll beat you up!"
He wasn't entirely stupid; his cybernetic eye scanned her and found she had very few body modifications, making her an easy target. He intended to pick on her as a warning to others.
After all, the big black man next to her, with his back turned, was clearly not someone you wanted to mess with. Even his silhouette was frighteningly strong, and the others were loaded with so much cyberware they didn't even look human anymore.
Suddenly, he felt like he'd wandered into the Vortex Gang's territory instead of a bar.
But with so many people watching him, he steeled himself and said,
"I'm talking to you. Not satisfied? Come on, let's duel, one-on-one, and no cheating."
