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!

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

she had been shot. only to see Donald's gun flying

Lawrence!!!" Donald was

a burst of his pure vigor, sending his

"Die!"

raised her sword and sliced

blood-curdling scream as his hand and blood seemed

she pressed her attack, slicing

swinging wildly, she eventually hacked Donald's head

the very end, Donald was glaring vengefully at Frank even as his head dropped to the

his mouth with

a moment before turning toward Frank, her eyes red and welling up with

the floor, her sword clanging

for a long while and

"Frank!"

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