Chapter 80 What A Disappointment

• "By Matteo Villani"
• The smell of gunpowder still lingers in the air as my eyes fix on Luigi, who staggers backwards. Instinctively, he reaches for his shoulder where he was hit, his eyes filled with anger and pain staring at me with a murderous intensity.
• I keep the gun firmly in my hand, alert for any possible movement, watching Giovanna quickly bend down to pick up Luigi's gun, which fell to the ground upon impact. Then, the ragazza runs towards me, seeking shelter behind me.