He was in the dirtiest place in the city. It was possible to sell anything here. Deadly poisons, weapons, people... He was tired of his current gun and wanted to try something else.

He entered a tent. There were all kinds of hot and cold weapons in it. He was checking a colt m1911 when a man entered the tent, who appeared to be the owner. Seller: "May I help you?"

He was about to speak, when he noticed a young girl standing behind the seller. He forgot the gun and focused on the girl.

"How much for the pet?"