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Suddenly, the alley erupted. Thugs in leather jackets and neon-trimmed vests poured from the darkness. Axel didn't hesitate. He lunged forward, his fist igniting with a familiar, searing energy. "Grand Upper!" he roared, sending a punk soaring through the air. Blaze moved like a blur, her kicks snapping like whip-cracks, clearing a path through the crowd with practiced precision.
As the sun began to peek over the horizon, painting the city in shades of gold and orange, the trio stood at the edge of the roof. The streets were quiet for now. Wood Oak City was still a struggle, but as long as they had their friends and their fists, they would always be ready to take it back. Release: Streets of Rage 4 - GOG.com download-streets-of-rage-4-v07g-r13648-gog
"New syndicate, same old trash," Axel muttered, his voice a low growl over the thumping electronic bass echoing from a nearby club. Suddenly, the alley erupted