"Marks-" the Black-hooded man was not able to continue his words as the bullet pierces through his head and comes out of the other side of his head.
After the bullet comes from the other side of the head the blood followed gushing out from the hole.
The whole body of the Black-hooded man dropped on the ground. The other hooded rebel cell looked back as they saw how the Black-hooded man dropped dead on the ground.
All of them were stunned as the other rebel cell marksman was not able to do that kind of precision and accuracy. They were like seating ducks. "What the heck was that! We need to retreat!" one of the rebel minions shouted and started running back outside of the gate. But the others which are players and some swordsmen pursued to attack head-on.
