Last Resort
"Flora! Behind!" Adrian's voice cuts through the menaces from the spattered sounds of gunshot to the thunderous explosion of shells.
In a just-in-time reflex, she wheeled around to be able to crouch from that bullet as it whipped around her shoulder; buckling and started going down with hardly any more time when suddenly Adrian got him behind the ruin, exhaled breathing so hoarse:
"Damn it, Adrian," she spat, clutching her bleeding shoulder with one hand, trying to steady herself using the other.
"I'm not going to let you die, not while I still can do something about it." His voice came gruff yet unyielding, his gaze still fixed on the battlefield as his eyes watched every movement with military precision.
"Then let me do something," she flashed, her voice quivering with a
