Kill
"N-No! STOPP!!" Seba screamed at the top of his lungs as he launched at me.
With a decisive click of the trigger, the deafening roar of the gunshot filled the air, drowning out the screams and cries of despair.
The entire room fell silent. All eyes turned toward Seba, whose body seemed to lose all strength, collapsing to the ground like a discarded puppet. His form lay motionless.
In the center of Seba's forehead, a cruel circle marked the point of impact. One of his eyes grotesquely bulged out from its socket, blood dripping down his wound slowly.
The brutality of the moment was further enhanced by the deep red streams that gushed from his nose, mingling with the blood flow from his fatal wound. His mouth, agape from the screaming.
His body automatically exhaled all the air stored, and Seba ceased to draw in air.