Tina was on the final blow of the protester's killing spree. She tasked her daughter to take care of the ones who retained at the shopping mall. Tina spread the victims to get rid of in different places, knowing that if she stuffed them into one area, she'd be caught in no time. Tina couldn't afford to lose the title, especially these times.
They had been abundant, raising their anti-government placards out in the dazzling heat of the sun, and letting their voices reached the far end of the city square. Their cries of injusioce and freedom have been detained. Things started to get heated, and Tina had to extinguish the fire long after it started.
Tina cocked the caliber from her hand, removed her shades, and threw it at the corner of the basement. The gunshots weren't heard below, so that's the reason she liked killing below. With the bodies limping at the floor, lifeless and bloody, Tina concluded how powerful she is to these little people.
