Phil cursed inwardly. He tried to control his fall, but it was too late.
There were heavy and quick footsteps as the two red dots swiftly approached him.
Looking at the shocked "Lanie," Lamar grinned hideously. "Die, you son of a b*tch!"
Duang!
There was the clear sound of metal colliding.
Lamar was stunned.
A strange man with a black and white skull face had suddenly appeared between him and "Lanie."
The man grabbed Lamar's left fist with his right hand.
"Go to hell." Lamar was only stunned for a moment, before he immediately bellowed angrily. He exerted strength in his left arm and legs, planning to use the mechanical strength of his body to knock down this new opponent.
But… it was useless!
The black and white skeleton tilted its head to look at him. It remained unmoving; its arm didn't even shake.
Lamar's face changed.
Before Lamar could react, Luke pressed the muzzle of the gun to his abdomen.
