[ Perhaps it's a good thing that she saved that last bullet, instead of shooting the creature behind Shadow.
It's far easier to pull a trigger than aim a blade.
Please work - the shot is her last hope, that maybe whatever has been rewritten means that a non-fatal shot would drive it out and let Marc stay alive.
His body collapses to the floor as smoke seeps out of his pores and she dives for him, tugging off the jacket she wears and presses it to the bullet wound. ]
C'mon... Hang on and-- [ He's breathing, but it's so shallow and uneven, sweat soaking his face and her head is still so quiet- ]
I can fix this. [ First aid worked on bullet wounds, right? ] Don't you dare die.
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It's far easier to pull a trigger than aim a blade.
Please work - the shot is her last hope, that maybe whatever has been rewritten means that a non-fatal shot would drive it out and let Marc stay alive.
His body collapses to the floor as smoke seeps out of his pores and she dives for him, tugging off the jacket she wears and presses it to the bullet wound. ]
C'mon... Hang on and-- [ He's breathing, but it's so shallow and uneven, sweat soaking his face and her head is still so quiet- ]
I can fix this. [ First aid worked on bullet wounds, right? ] Don't you dare die.