"Did you think I didn't bring anyone with me?" The man laughs evilly, wiping his nonexistent tears. "Whelp, it's time for you to die. Poor dog, there will be no one who's here to save you." He said and was about to shoot towards the masked man when all of the sudden, he fell as blood started to ooze from his head.
"Good thing I was watching." A figure suddenly arrived, making Phileo throw his glance toward the person who just came out from where it was hiding. "Told you to stay at the car, Madame!" The masked man explained, facepalming.
"Are you the boss of me to command me?" The woman spoke but with her voice being tampered with, Phileo couldn't recognize it. "More or less, handle them." She commanded as everyone started to fight them, gun to gun. It's not the first time that Phileo partakes in gun wars, but this one was dangerous especially since everyone was skilled.
