Cuius Regio

It became apparent after a while that Marcus Drake was in serious need of money. He was a straight cop, as straight as they get mind you but the payroll of law-abiding police officers in New  Atlantica kept getting a hit, year after year. His father, a non-curable gambler, managed to turn a bad situation to something even worse by letting his son inherit what he was always good at producing; bad debts to the wrong people.

I do not how I ever managed to get him to give in to the idea of trying underground fighting. At that point, this seemed like an excellent idea, with my newly acquired friend being unbreakable and all. Little did I know ...