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Fuck this shit, Elise decided

Without thinking, spurred by an aggression that was as uncharacteristic as it was manic, Elise juot as close as she could to the lesser

Then she pointed … and fucking shot

Blam! Blam! Blam!

Two hands, arun do the talking, black blood splattering back on her as she kept closing in and shooting and closing in and …

She didn’t knohen to stop

Wait, she couldn’t stop

Even when the gun was no longer talking, when the clip or whatever you called it was empty, even when the slayer was so bullet-ridden it was a sieve, she stayed where she was, standing over it, that gunso badly her teeth were chattering, her knees knocking in their sockets, her breath sawing up and down her throat

And her forefinger squeezing the trigger--

"Elise?" Axe said from a distance so far off she could barely hear hiht behind you"

"Wh-hat--"

"I’un--no, don’t turn toward ently down her arers

As soon as it was out of her grip, she turned to him and burst into tears "I tried to save hio--"

Elise looked past his biceps at the dead body of the Brother: The blond-haired fighter was lying flat on his back, his ar to the sides

"I was trying to save hiet here--"

Across the way, the fe well Where do we go--"

Human police cars screeched to a halt at the head of the block, hu down to where they were in the shadows

"We can’t leave him--"