66 A Reward (1)

The boss took this as his chance to escape, however with a hole in both his feet he could barely stand, much less run.

"I said if you cooperate," said Gray, firing another bullet in the boss's leg.

The boss's face twisted in pain, a look of despair on his face as he realized he couldn't escape.

Gray struggled to stand, his vision blurry from using too much blood.

"Now, where are all the Arcanian points you collected?" asked Gray, pointing the gun towards the boss's head.

"I-I don't know what you are talking about," replied the boss, holding onto his leg to stop the bleeding.

"Of course you don't" whispered Gray as he rolled his eyes.

Gray's movements were sluggish, he walked as if he were drunk, but never for a second did he stop pointing the gun towards the boss.

'Fuck I don't have much time left,' thought Gray as his vision became darker.

He turned the pistol in his hand into a dagger, before crouching down to look the boss in the face.