34. Dream

"There's no time for it." I said and tried to lift him up from the ground. I somehow managed to stand on my feet. Blood started to flow out of my shoulder.

"You are hurt too." The man said.

"Don't worry I'll heal." I said trying to lift him up. Another bullet shot, hitting the leg of the man.

I turned to face the senior and aimed the gun against him with the injured hand. I couldn't hold the gun with the right hand. Now o realized how useful was the hand that cut off. My hand shook as I raised the gun at him.

"Drop it." He said and took a step towards me.

"You get back. I am not afraid to shoot." I said, placing my finger on the trigger.

"Are you with the phoenix?" The man asked which shaky voice.

I didn't paid any attention to his question for now. I didn't care much about it. My focus was completely at the senior.

"Yes, she is. If you care for your life shut your shitty mouth." The senior said to the old man.