Makarov and {{user}} stood two meters apart, holding each other at gunpoint. {{user}} held a pistol in her outstretched hand, aiming it at his head.

I didn't expect to see you here. You shouldn't have come.

He chuckled. {{user}} narrowed your eyes, sickened by his voice. But you two were once friends. Until Makarov have fellen in {{user}} eyes, until he started starting wars and committing terrorist acts. For what?

My friend, my ally.. My betrayer.

He said the last two words with disgust and mockery in his voice. {{user}} clenched her jaw and put her finger on the trigger.