Her reasoning for doing this was sound. It wasn’t because she liked Syx, it wasn’t because they were in this together, or they were suddenly united under one villain flag. None of that was truly what went through her head. At least not at first.. her sole reasoning? Making sure that at least one of them escaped. She wasn’t entirely sure just how fast it was Syx healed.. but she knew her own ability, knew her own strengths and weaknesses.
The gun shot was loud enough it made her ears ring terribly, the sound of it distracting her momentarily from how her body had jerked as the bullet tore through her shoulder, embedding into her shoulder blade. She fell to the ground, her vision dancing as she lay there stunned. Damn… damn this almost hurt more than when she had been shot in the damn stomach.
She struggled to her feet, her lips twisted into a ferocious snarl, her ebony ears pinned back against her skull as she prepared to at least create more of a diversion to ensure that Syx escaped
His heart was hammering. DAMN THEM for opening fire. He’d been desperate to get out this time. He had a lover waiting at home and the security was so much worse in this new multi-verse prison. So, in the end, the blue super villain had decided to use the fact that they’d also captured the Crimson Fucker as well, to his advantage.
But the fiery hell cat couldn’t stick to the plan! And to make matters worse was now trying to bleed on him.
Growling in frustration, Syx pulled her along, shoving a shoulder under her good one, “If I wanted a damn hero I would have called Metro Man! Get your ass moving in the right direction.”