Range weapons involuntarily bit through the psychic link as Robin split for the assassins' target. Blood oozed unceremoniously from the wound. DOA. No breathing, no pulse, A perfect shot, he added, disgust clear in his mental tone.
K.F., Miss M., subdue the assassins but do not allow yourselves to be targets, he ordered, trying to stay calm. To be able to make that kind of kill shot while in fear of your own life -- to even consider making the kill shot in fear of your own life...
He let the thought trail off.
Z's assassin squirmed up, managing a look at the victim. Criminal. Robin didn't catch every word of what he said, but it sounded like he was confirming the kill for himself.
--
"The hell kind of shot was that," Youji asked, trying to get a better look. "Obviously Little Miss Houdini wasn't going to let someone die on her watch, if she was protecting this guy."
He spoke freely, assuming the kids wouldn't understand. But they were speaking English, that much was obvious, and while he read it better than he spoke it, he was still straining for what words he could pick out.
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K.F., Miss M., subdue the assassins but do not allow yourselves to be targets, he ordered, trying to stay calm. To be able to make that kind of kill shot while in fear of your own life -- to even consider making the kill shot in fear of your own life...
He let the thought trail off.
Z's assassin squirmed up, managing a look at the victim. Criminal. Robin didn't catch every word of what he said, but it sounded like he was confirming the kill for himself.
--
"The hell kind of shot was that," Youji asked, trying to get a better look. "Obviously Little Miss Houdini wasn't going to let someone die on her watch, if she was protecting this guy."
He spoke freely, assuming the kids wouldn't understand. But they were speaking English, that much was obvious, and while he read it better than he spoke it, he was still straining for what words he could pick out.