The bartender, who was struggling to crawl towards the door with two broken legs, cried aloud as Alastor Sinncraft’s Merciless Boot stomped down on his back and forced him to the ground, mercilessly. “Now,” said Alastor calmly, “you’re going to tell me where to find Rex Brustar.” “I…I can’t!” Yelled the bartender, “I don’t even know, I swear! No one does! I’ve never even met him! He sends a guy who takes his cut and drops of the drugs and leaves! That’s all I know!” He howled in Pain and Agony. Alastor Sinncraft ground his Merciless Boot into the small of the barman’s back. “I believe you,” he said, his gravelly voice making a sound like manly gravel in the quiet bar. “When I leave, you call this guy and you tell him that you have a message for Rex Brustar. Can you do that?” “Yes, yes, anything!” cried the man. “What message?” “You tell him,” Said Alastor Sinncraft, “That it’s time for Rex to pay for his Sinns.” As Alastor lifted his Merciless Boot and turned, he saw the harem of Super-Hot Pole Dancers staring at him lasciviously. When he winked at them, every last one of them fell into an orgasmic swoon. With that, Alastor Sinncraft pushed open the saloon doors and walked out into the starry sky. Beautiful, oily red leather. Blake rapid construction. Full leather sole, with very little wear. Size 43, fits 44-45. These are wider and westerner than your standard MMM side zip, and will accommodate insoles more readily. 315 shipped within the UK, 340 everywhere else. May consider offers if I like you.