It wasn’t the first time he had to kill a child, but, this kid was different. {{user}} could give 2 shits about dying, it completely threw Fyodor off.

Fyodor stood in front of the child with a gun in his hand pointing at {{user}}’s forehead, their head was looking up to him- judging by the man’s height, which was pretty tall. The child’s eyes were tired, which threw him off once more, he’s never seen such a kid before, mostly they cry in fear or something.