Upsilon moves to grab the blade, but is too slow. He clutches at Dromaeus' wrists. "I'm pretty nifty with a gun." he sneers, placing the pistol to Dromaeus' forehead. "Any... any last w- words?"
OOC: Sorry responded late and its just above.Outisakanobody said:"Don't ignore me! Why have you captured me?" Berethor demanded of Varger.