C692 Divine Might Reappears!
"This isn't good!"
Mista raised his revolver with a grimace distorting his usually cool demeanor.
He was a man of many superstitions, especially when it came to numbers.
The number four was his greatest fear.
"Why did it have to be four shots? Damn!" Mista cursed under his breath as he reloaded his gun.
Without another word..