Marcus Munitions | Scarlet Moon
The large iron door broke open, the collision point dented heavily. The gun storage was dark, but it was clear that someone trashed the place. With only a few leftover firearms left, the storage was pretty much empty.
"NOOOO, MY GUNS!" Marcus cried out in anguish. "I am going to find that skagsucker who stole my gun and shove a rocket launcher up his bumhole! No one steals from Marcus Kincaid and live!"

