A while back, I remember coming across this one grunt with a huge cybernetic arm. Went by the name of Slammin' Sam. Must've weighed a ton with all that metal on him. Despite looking like a walking tank, the guy had the reflexes of a cat. Good dude though. Always had my back in a pinch, whether it was taking down a corp goon or just sharing a drink at the local dive bar. Our tastes in synth booze were identical too, which made him even more of a solid ally in my book. If there was one thing...