CLICK.
CLICK.
The sound of the pistol clicked, resounding, but no bullet would come out as Ryuk turned his gaze to the three individuals who were currently looking at him, in a mixture of shock and anger.
All of the bullets were still hanging in the air, slowly raining down to the ground, and that was all they got.
"Tch, you bastard! This is a special train of the Salvatore Royalties! Your punishment will be worse than death for—"
A lanky, middle-aged man tried to threaten, yet his hands reached for his back pocket, but then...
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM
The air shook heavily, blood mixed in with teeth spraying over the area as the man's body was sent tumbling away onto the other side, slamming against the train wall.
He carved a human-shaped hole into it before sliding down, a soft splash of red blood following as he landed on his butt with a thump, his head dropping lifelessly.
"Gorin!"
