[Men's Square]
BANG!
After Gin fired the final shot, taking down the last guard, a pin-drop silence settled over the square.
The prisoners stared at Gin. Then at Red.
Then at the whimpering captain, who was desperately trying to crawl away after being shot in the side.
Red let out a wet cough before spitting blood onto the ground. Wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, he glanced at the captain he had disarmed and shot.
He hadn't missed.
He had simply left the man alive for a reason.
"Haha..." Red let out a shallow laugh as he rested his hands on his hips, standing as though the beating he had taken earlier meant nothing.
"Gin," he called.
Gin turned toward him. "What?"
"You heard her too, right? Did she really just call me her right hand?"
A slow grin spread across Gin's face. "I heard it too."
"Haha!" Red burst into laughter. "Ahh... that Khan bastard should've heard that."
