Faolan could lurk in the darkness no longer. He had to help the girl. He heard her grunt of pain as the bullet pierced her chest and threw his hesitation to the lashing wind. Despite his half-demonic appearance, he heaved himself at Victoria, his body crashing into hers. He hoped that his semblance to some nightmare creature would frighten the girl enough to cause her withdrawal. If not, oh well, he'd fight. He'd torn the firearm from Victoria's hand in the initial impact and tossed her away easily, standing over Nikki protectively. Tossing the gun aside, he pulled out his twin swords, Lumina and Umbra.
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