“Hey. Hey! HEY! Why the hell aren’t you helping? This is crazy!” Cloudhawk was filled with utter contempt towards the fat man.  “The outpost is at the verge of being wiped out, and the only thing in your mind is how to profit from it?”

“Fuck it. If I die, I die!"

if I hadn’t removed her gloves to treat her wounds, my fucking head would’ve been burnt to a cinder by now. This woman really was a nasty character!

“Calm down, calm down! I’m just an ordinary mercenary of Blackflag Outpost.” Cloudhawk was in so much pain that large beads of sweat had formed on his forehead.   “I saw you had passed out, so I brought you back to treat your wounds. I didn’t do anything else, honest!”

“And what the hell do you think you are looking at?!” Cloudhawk slung the shotgun over his back, then pulled out his revolver and waved it a few times, a savage expression on his face.“Y’all better pretend you saw nothing! If you say a word, I’ll waste your sorry asses with my bullets!”