C63 My life for the Luna

Damon leaps to the ground discerning a bullet may be coming towards his way. He watches with keen interest as the bullet hits against the wall. Very quickly, he scrambles beneath a wooden table and gets some despite.

“ Bastard. You are next to die.” He slams out, roaring like a wild beast as he jacks a wooden table and throws it towards the direction of the shooter. In a matter of split seconds