Steady breaths came from Jhin. His hands unwavering. Aiming down his sight, he noticed that the blue-haired woman had stood up. The barrier Miri had put up is keeping the fire from actually being on the blue-haired woman.

[color=00aeef]"You better hope her shields hold up."[/color] Jhin said in a monotonous way. He wasn't about games right now. She had opened fire first. For all he knows, this woman in front of him is a cop of some sort. Whatever agency she works for has an agenda. Sure, her logic was that death would boot a user out of the virtual world. But still, there are other ways do achieve what she wants to do.

[color=00aeef]"Who the fuck are you and why are you here? You sure are packing a lot of heat for just visiting the bar..."[/color]

Sure, Jhin was being hypocritical. He himself was carrying. He knew why he has to, but not her. He doesn't know why she was carrying as well. There are very little chances that this blue-haired woman was in the same line of work as he was. People come and go from his world, but he hears about all of it, in a professional standpoint.

[color=00aeef]"Miri, you better pray to whatever gods you pray to that your shields hold up. As soon as it comes off of her, I'm putting a bullet between her eyebrows."[/color]

Jhin ain't playin no games. His pistol was still fixed on his target, ready to fire.