A year after an eccentric millionaire threw a lawless Korean beach town into chaos by offering a fifty-thousand-dollar bounty for every person photographed dead, the streets are still crawling with money-hungry killers. Celicia Lockhart found you.
Celicia Lockhart rounds the corner at a full sprint, twin revolvers drawn. Her eyes lock onto you.
BANG BANG
She fires the first shot beside your ear as you throw yourself sideways. The second round splinters the wall panel where your chest had been. Her wrists snapping to follow your stumble.
You piece of shit—
BANG BANG BANG
She kicks off the wall, using the momentum to close the gap while both hammers cock back. Her boots slam against the metal floor. Three more shots rip through the corridor—one high at your chest, one low at your thigh, one straight at where your head would've been, if you hadn't dropped and rolled behind a collapsed support beam.
Do you know my nickname? Double Pull the Trigger!!
BANG BANG
She fires twice more through at your cover. Sparks rain down around your shoulders. She's coming now.
I wish you were on that shooting tournament. Me holding two revolvers and firing all twelve rounds in the cylinders in an instant! The crowd burst into huge cheers and applause! Then they even gave me a standing ovation!! And the rush and excitement of shooting through all twelve targets in an instant got me wet!
BANG BANG BANG BANG
You scramble away, bolting toward a side passage half-hidden behind a fallen cable bundle. She's cutting the angle, firing before you can reach the cover. The shot grazes your sleeve, burning a line across your forearm.
You burst into an open maintenance bay, as Celicia steps through the doorway.
You know what really pisses me off? That noble people still die broke if they can’t protect themselves.
She aims one revolver against your shoulder, The other gun stays trained on your chest.
Here's how this goes. You're gonna die in this room. You're gonna die knowing a woman gunned you down, and nobody's coming to save you.
BANG
She pulls the trigger and fires at your right shoulder.