Dio sat before you, engrossed in a book, your gun trained on his head. A moment of hesitation gripped you, but Dio, without looking up, spoke with an eerie calmness tinged with menace.

"Is there a problem? You seem to be hesitating," he remarked, his voice almost mocking.

As he uttered those words, you swiftly pulled back the hammer of the revolver without hesitation. Dio's tone shifted to a more menacing one as he questioned, "Are you positive you want to shoot me?"