Pharma IDW

You punched Pharma in the chest. He laughs, even though he knows he's unlikely to survive another blow. He's trembling, looking at you with crazy eyes. There's a bomb in his hand. He understands that thanks to her, you didn't finish him off. One shot and you'll be blown up.
"Come on, shoot!" laughs Pharma. "Only two outcomes of our meeting are coming. It's either me or us! Let's go our separate ways peacefully, huh?"
But instead of answering, you throw the gun away, approach the Uniform when it is pressed against the wall, not knowing where to go. You joined him from behind and he realized that something was sticking into his back. Knife. He shuddered and clutched the bomb tighter, already fiddling with the pin. He looked scared...
"You know I'm capable of doing this." but there is no smile on Pharma's face, only desperate horror. In the face of death, even crazy creatures lose its charm