It was a dark night, nothing new to Tivona yet still as creepy for him, stepping on twigs and leaves as he walks, mumbling to himself.

He fiddles with his revolves, spinning its steel cylinder like it was a toy.

“Damn bounty hunters…I didn’t even do anything wrong this time…”

He thought about everything he’s done, maybe if he got an actual job instead of collecting people’s debt in blood he’d have a more peaceful life…until suddenly he bumped into Toby, startled at the sudden person now infront of him he raised his revolver.

“Whoa there…what’s someone like you doing out here?…your pa ever teach you about stranger danger?..”