Wicked Hearts (1).

They both stared at one another for some time...

The flow of time seemed to halt for a moment.

Blaze sighed, "Fine. I give up. However, don't expect me to partake in this... I'd rather not point my weapon at my fellow man unnecessarily."

Cain sneered, but didn't say anything on that,

"Fine. You don't need to participate."

With that, he turned away to leave.

Attached to a wall by the shaft of a spear, Vincent tugged on it weakly,

"Damn it. This damned guy was trying to kill me. I know it!" Vincent said as he shot Cain a dirty glance. Cain returned it proudly. Walking up to Vincent, he helped the slightly chubby marksman pull the spear out of his chest, eliciting a loud scream.

"Fuck!" Vincent explained once the spear was finally out.

Cain threw the spear to the ground,

"So tell me. Why did you go along with this?"