Capítulo 7: Chapter 7 Unexpected Meeting

Vince stepped back to watch as the fight took place.

"How many are there? 10, 11, 12... 15. That doesn't seem fair at all," he mumbled to himself and a normal person would genuinely have believed that Vince was crazy which he probably wouldn't deny.

"Attack!" The bandit at the front screamed when they were close enough.

"Men! Forward!" Don himself yelled and Vince watched them all fight as he rested against his horse, stroking it's black hair as the animal huffed, kicking it's legs.

"I thought they were going for a surprise attack by camouflaging themselves? I guess it didn't work out, why else would he scream 'Attack'?" Vince chuckled and pulled out his gun, shooting one of the men who came close to him right in the head and watched as he fell back, dead.

Guns were expensive and rare in this time and age. Very few people owned a gun since they were bad for the environment and therefore cost a lot of money. There couldn't have been more than 100 guns altogether in the world.