[i][b]At the slightest twitch, his hand was already feeling the cold grip of the gun. At the pull of the knives, he pulled his gun and took careful aim, positioning the weapon on the woman's chest. At the step forward, the trigger was pulled, twice. And a singular, .44 caliber shot was sent hurdling through the air at her, forcing a strong gust of wind to shoot a centimeter outwards from the brass-capped bullet he fired. [/b][/i]