Enzo smirked, but the smirk turned to a proud smile almost immediately. The shooter… It was Tessa! Stravinsky’s body went still, and his eyes stayed wide as he slowly fell, his body landing on the ground heavily. His forehead began bleeding, and the blood soaked the black tiles, making a huge mess. Dante’s hand went down, shock still apparent in his wide eyes as he stared at Tessa. As for Tessa, her hand with the gun is back to her side, and her shocked eyes are on Stravinsky’s body on the ground, still unable to believe that he just killed a person.

“You bloody bastard!!!” Dante growled and began rushing...