Thread:The Purpur Man/@comment-26173711-20191019031417/@comment-35455126-20191023164329

“AGH-!” Merlin dropped the gun and clutched his hand in pain. He looks up, only to be met with the barrel of his own weapon pointed at his face. And then...he laughed. Loud and hard.

After finally calming down, he looked Melody dead in the eye and said:

“Idiot. You should’ve just shot me right there.”

But before she could do anything, a metallic, rocket-propelled fist suddenly flew across the hall and slammed into the side of her face.