The last two seconds passed with unceasing gunshots as Nikolai looked at the blood leaking out of his hand. A metallic shard from his gun lodged itself into his palm. The shooting ceased.
"It's my win, even if you lost because of your gun." Lex blew at her gun without looking at him.
"Cover that eye." Nikolai stopped watching the blood leak out and turned toward her. Her eye shouldn't see through his hidden Fae features, but he still felt uneasy by its existence.
"Ah, I understand," Lex said sadly and pulled down her eyepatch to cover the golden flame. She seemed unoffended by Nikolai's words, treating it as the norm. "I still won."
"I know," Nikolai sighed and crouched to pick up the broken pieces of his gun. "I lost for being poor." He mocked himself.
He could have chosen to buy a better gun, but he would need to register at the Gunmen League for that. If he did, the school would be notified, and things will get complicated.
