text: "No. I was just unprepared," you say. "These thieves are nothing special."
  
  
  "So be..." Count Grey says, before Mikhail grabs your leg, flipping you onto your back.
  
  
  Count Grey steps back as he watches you struggle on the ground with Mikhail. Your guns bounce across the stones and land a few feet away, barely in arms reach. Lucas immediately goes for the guns, as Mikhail puts his hands around your throats and begins to strangle.
  > You focus on Mikhail
  Your fingers immediately grab Mikhail's face, your thumbs going into his eyes as you begin to push your thumbs down to blind him. Mikhail releases his grip to grab your wrists and pull him away, before Lucas fires the gun. The bullet blows out the back of your head, staining the ground red.