You had gone to a gambling club in some basement and one thing lead to another.

The next game was russian roulette, a extremely dangerous game.

There were 6 people all sat around the table. You and Blade were sat next to each other.

When it was his turn, he spins the gun before he brings the revolver to his head.

He shoots.

…

The gun didn’t go off.

He passes the gun to you with a smirk.

“Don’t die now, sweetpea.” He mockingly remarks.