The Night of the Crimson Moon.
As Isaac grabbed the doorknob, he could hear the rapid, panicky breathing coming from the other side of the door.
He slowly opened the door and immediately heard ''bang''. It was all too familiar sound to him.
Oliver pulled the trigger of his revolver, which he held with two hands. As the recoil struck his hands, his fingers broke like fragile twigs. It was the result of using Legendary Weapon with his fragile mortal body.
''Ahhhhh!'' As his scream reverberated in the room, the bullet flew across the room.
Isaac's knees buckled as he suddenly ducked underneath the bullet. The bullet grazed past his snowy white hair and struck the wall at the end of the hallway.
Thud... the revolver fell down to the ground as Oliver's fingers were broken—he couldn't keep holding it.