"Move… and I'll shoot you!"
The sun was setting on the orange Wasteland, and the shadows that lingered and veiled the ground were now more prevalent than before. Most of the shadows were completely still, calm — all except for the shadow of the girl with the gun.
And with every other shadow completely still, the trembling of her shadows became even more obvious. Her shadows were thin, almost like a branch that was about to fall off from its tree, and her arm even thinner.
"Hey… hey there…"
And of course, Rosa noticed all of this as her palms remained raised. She subtly stepped closer to the girl, making sure she was as calm and gentle as possible while also hiding Lucian, who was in the driver's seat, "...What are you doing out here all alone? Where are your—!!!"
"I said don't move!"
