"Well well, who do we have here?", the man asked as his tongue flicked from one side to the other.
Shiro was annoyed. He wanted to get rid of him and the others before anyone else came.
"You came here to kill me right…"
"Stop the chit-chat and atta-", before Shiro could finish what he wanted to say, the man launched another attack, but this time, with the gun.
*Bang*
A bullet was fired that pierced through Shiro's left shoulder, the same arm in which he was holding Butcher.
It was an attempt to separate Shiro from his weapon.
"Argh.", Shiro flinched and took a few steps back, Butcher falling on the ground, a few steps away from him.
Blood started to drip from his arm, wetting his sleeves.
He looked at the guy who shot the bullet.
"Kekeke, what makes you think I will use this short-ranged weapon to fight you?"
"I am not foolish enough to let you come close to me.", he continued and said, licking his own lips.
