Before the door even opened, a tingling sensation surged through Dean's chest. His pupils contracted. This familiar feeling! Acting on instinct, he grabbed the 1.8-meter-tall Catherine and moved in a flash.
The next moment, a dark muzzle emerged. Without hesitation, it was aimed at the opening and fired repeatedly. BANG! BANG! BANG! Six shots in rapid succession! Blood splattered, and cries of alarm erupted as the once-calm first-class cabin instantly descended into chaos.
"F*ck, Mel, you brought a gun on board— Ugh!" Captain Luther, slow to realize what was happening, didn't finish his sentence before Mel knocked him unconscious with a punch, sending him sprawling in his seat.
Emptying the magazine, Mel reloaded while flipping open his collar and speaking rapidly to the tiny button microphone at the top. "First class is compromised! Proceed directly—"
Just then, a hand firmly pressed against the cabin door, stopping it from closing.
