"What?" Vincent coughs, still regaining his breath as he staggers to his feet. Argo will pay. "No!" He tries taking a few deep breaths. "I was tracking a magical disturbance headed this way. Turned out to be some magically tainted ecstasy." He puts his hands at the small of his back and leans backwards to stretch. "Not damaging on its own, but it basically amplifies energy levels and massively turns down restraint. Just a lot of sex and violence, and among the already chemically-altered or weaker-willed, it spreads by contact. I helped out GRAMPA in an operation taking out the source back in Manhattan, but apparently some still got out."
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