The feeling of a gun being pointed directly on his head made Marco dread. He was scared and wondered when Ariel got this strong. Did she even know how to pull a trigger?
Well, knowing or not, there was no way she would miss with the gun touching his skull. He was screwed.
"You know what?" Ariel began and sweat rolled down his chin down to the ground. His dilated pupils shook like someone who's head would fall any moment.
This chance he got… It looked like it was useless.
"I should probably return the favor. You know, I was indeed able to get this far thanks to you stabbing me so why don't I stick a bullet in you and then you can meet your own savior." Ariel stated. "After that, I'll be waiting for you to get your revenge on me." she smiled.
"Y-you can't." Marco stuttered. "Y-you can't d-do that t-to me."
"How come? You did the exact same thing to me just that yours was far more brutal. So why can't I do it to you too?"
