There was a tremendous explosion nearby, and the dog barked and rolled over him. Panting on the floor, Richard lifted his head to look at the voice.
Alex was holding a gun that should have taken down one of the dead men. Little Stevie was trying to crawl away just because he had hit her on the shoulder, but he was advancing towards her with a steady pistol in both hands.
"How's the prospect, Stevie?" he asked coldly. "Are you enjoying it?"
He shouted and tried to run. He couldn't use one of his legs due to a shoulder injury, but he tried. Alex followed her, hitting her again and hitting her hip. When he screamed and fell, he immediately put a bullet in the back of his head.
A great sigh escaped his body as his arms fell to his sides. Richard saw his fingers loosen and the gun fell to the ground. He turned human without any conscious effort... The scars were too much for him.