The moment the bullet connected with his skull, Issac was tempted to just remain standing but decided to be a little bit theatrical, for some reason. So he fell flat on his face and laid there for a couple of seconds.
Until he heard them make their way to the two, then he got to his feet and pulled the bullet out of his exposed skull.
"H-how?" The man in front of him asked, staring as the blood ran down Issac's face.
Shrugging, Issac flicked the bullet in the air, hitting it straight through the man in front of the bed's skull.
Everyone watched silently as his body fell to the ground, blood spilling everywhere and then turned to Issac who was busy stretching.
"Issac?!?" Royce asked, getting to his feet while the boy stared at him as well, awe written all over his face. "You're alive?? I saw you get shot!"
"You mean this?" Issac asked, pulling up his hair to show the bullet wound and the blood spilling down to his face.
