Donald's left hand—kept hidden from view—suddenly pressed on a hidden depression on the wall. Then, a black handgun popped out, landing in his hand.

As Quinn kept charging at him, sword poised, he grinned savagely as he brought the gun to bear between her eyes.

"What—"

Quinn's eyes widened, not expecting Donald to have such a trick up his sleeve!

Worst of all, he would shoot her through the head even before her sword reached him!

Biting her lip, she closed her eyes as she resigned herself to her fate...

Bang!

Clang!

The crack of a gunshot resounded, soon followed by the stifling scent of gunpowder.

gun flying out of his grasp and the bullet shot

was glaring

of his

"Die!"

her sword and

thin air. Quinn's eyes went red as she pressed her attack, slicing off his left arm, and then his legs and

vengefully at Frank even as his head dropped to the floor,

in his mouth with the last bit of strength

on her sword for a moment before turning

clanging loudly as it landed. Frank stayed silent for a

"Frank!"

"Darling!"

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