[ She hears the shot, even though she doesn't see Kamui take it, and for a split second, she isn't sure if he missed or —
But then there's the blood. And lots of it. Not a clean kill, but the kitsune has her hands frantically pressed to her own throat where the bullet must have caught her. Her face has that wide-eyed, panicked look to it that says she can feel her own life draining from her. Andy steps back and lets her collapse to the ground. She'll bleed out in a matter of minutes. Too many blood vessels in the neck to survive that.
She's only sorry that it was Kamui who had to do the deed. If it was up to her, she would have spared him that. With an exhale, Andy swings the blood from her sword before sheathing it, turning back towards Kamui. Look at the two of them, both bloody messes. With a weary wryness: ]
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But then there's the blood. And lots of it. Not a clean kill, but the kitsune has her hands frantically pressed to her own throat where the bullet must have caught her. Her face has that wide-eyed, panicked look to it that says she can feel her own life draining from her. Andy steps back and lets her collapse to the ground. She'll bleed out in a matter of minutes. Too many blood vessels in the neck to survive that.
She's only sorry that it was Kamui who had to do the deed. If it was up to her, she would have spared him that. With an exhale, Andy swings the blood from her sword before sheathing it, turning back towards Kamui. Look at the two of them, both bloody messes. With a weary wryness: ]
That's twice now.
[ Twice his aim has saved her. ]