Disclaimer: The characters used in the story belong to their respective creators. The plot is of the writer's idea.
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The masked figure let out a sigh as another target sprawled lifelessly onto the ground. A few bodies had littered and piled up, pierced with multiple bullets that were ejected from his pistol.
"This is what happens to people who stood in my way," he murmured, shoving the weapon back onto its holster before removing the mask and walking away.
He ran a hand through his unkempt raven hair, which concealed most of his forehead as well as one side of his face. His eyes were blue, icy and piercing, a mirror of his personality