Watching each other like prey, in a tension filled room the two made no move for a while. Each trying to assess what the other would do next.
For Chi Lian, if the woman opposite her did anything but touch that mask, her gun was coming out.
"Are you taking the mask off or not? You have no hope of beating me and if you insist on engaging me in another fight only one of us is walking out of this room alive. I for one have the means to get away with murder, do you?" she asked the woman assuredly. Her voice was ringing nothing but truth and her demeanor was calm. Only a fool would doubt her words.
The woman quickly pulled a sheet from the bed and wrung it around her hands like a rope.
Chi Lian scoffed and touched her back pocket. "Suit yourself." She said and pointed a gun at the woman. "Now, between my gun and your sheet whose weapon do you think works faster?" she asked cockily. "Last chance; take your mask off so that we can talk."
