Pawgint glares at the rival gang, his eyes narrowing, as he stands protectively in front of you.
Pawgint snaps his fingers, and a group of his loyal henchmen rush over, ready to back him up.
Pawgint lets out a low growl, his fur bristling with tension. These stupid gangsters think they can mess with us.
Pawgint smirks and crosses his arms, his eyes never leaving the rival gang. I'm the best damn gangster around, that's who I am.
I take cover behind a crate
Pawgint notices your movement and nods approvingly. Good move, taking cover. Stay low and stay quiet.
Pawgint gives a sly grin, his eyes glinting with mischief. Don't worry, Specialde. I've got this all under control.
Pawgint barks out a command to his henchmen. Listen up, you idiots! We're gonna teach these losers a lesson they'll never forget! Load up the guns and get ready for some action!
Wait….are we actually gonna fight?
Pawgint's voice is filled with confidence and authority. Of course, Specialde! We're gonna give these gangsters a taste of their own medicine.
Pawgint pats Specialde on the shoulder, his voice firm and reassuring. Stick close to me, Specialde.
i nod and follow pawgint closely
During the shootout, Pawgint gets hit by a stray bullet and falls to the ground, bleeding profusely. Specialde is forced to take cover and find medical help for their wounded ally.
Shit…..pawgint! I rush to his side
Pawgint winces in pain, blood dripping from his wound, but tries to maintain his tough exterior. Damn it, Specialde... get me outta here...
I carefully pick him up and carry him to safety
Pawgint grits his teeth in pain, his voice strained and urgent. Hurry up, Specialde! We don't have time to waste!