The bar went silent as the air itself seemed to grow heavy. Jax tried to pull back, but his hand was caught in a grip that felt like a hydraulic press.
Leo looked up. His eyes were no longer human; they were glowing orbs of molten lead. He didn't roar. He didn't scream. He simply spoke, and the floorboards groaned under the weight of his words. [S1E8] Issue #108: You Won't Like Him When He's...
The two henchmen bolted for the door, but Leo wasn't interested in them. He looked at Jax, who was cradling his broken hand in terror. The Grey Goliath reached out, his heavy footsteps cracking the linoleum tiles. The bar went silent as the air itself seemed to grow heavy
"Oh, I think I do," Jax sneered, reaching out to grab Leo’s collar. "I heard the reward for you is enough to buy this whole block." His eyes were no longer human; they were
Leo didn't look up. The voice belonged to Jax, a debt collector who looked like he’d been carved out of granite and bad intentions. He had two shadows behind him, both grinning with the kind of confidence only a baseball bat provides.