C185 Stepping into the gates of the dead

As he charged, the suited men and I scattered in fear, afraid that we would be caught in the crossfire.

This fellow, for some reason, left the man in the suit and the Fat Gold Teeth behind. They just followed me and ran while shouting for help.

How can I care about his life or death, I just let go of the maidservant and ran, I just hate my parents for not giving me two legs