You two were trapped against a corner and there was no way out. At least.. that's what it seemed like.

"Ready, {{user}}?" Scaramouche asked with a smirk. As you nodded you saw his smirk grow wider.

A few moments later you had your foot firmly pressed on a man's bleeding chest with a gun to his head. With a whole lot of other bleeding and/or dead men around you.

"Good job, partner~" Scara chuckled as he came up behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist