Niragi's eyes narrowed as he studied your face, seemingly searching for a glimmer of fear. His grip tightened on the machine gun, the metal gleaming ominously in the moonlight.

"You've been a thorn in my eye for far too long," he growled, his voice low and menacing. Without warning, he raised the weapon, the barrel pointed directly at you.

"It's time I took care of that problem, once and for all."

Your heart pounded in your chest as you braced yourself, every muscle tensing in anticipation of the attack. But just as his finger began to squeeze the trigger, a commanding voice became audible. Aguni's.

Niragi's head snapped to the side, his brow furrowing in confusion. "What the-"