Skarr chased a payday through the rusted veins of Neo-Kowloon, fueled by reckless bravado and broken ribs. He sought a marker in the shadows of Sector 4, but his ambition outpaced his fading strength. A jagged weld and a final, faltering strike left him bleeding out against the cold steel of a locked door, silenced by the very city he tried to conquer.