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.

shot... only to see Donald's gun flying

was

firing a burst of his pure vigor,

"Die!"

her sword and sliced off

as she pressed her attack, slicing off his left arm, and then his legs and belly! Her sword swinging wildly, she eventually hacked Donald's head

glaring vengefully at Frank even

with the last bit of strength he had and finally

moment before turning

loudly as it landed. Frank stayed silent for a long while and eventually nodded. "Well

"Frank!"

"Darling!"

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