Originally posted by She Seduced
Cobain tried her best to move quick, dodging the first bullet, but slid right into the other. The bullet shattered her shoulder and headed right through. She growled falling back. Her nails digging into the cement, she glarred at Belmont. Quickly pouncing upwards, she darted for Belmont grabbing for his Ingram, then quickly making a swing for his ribs.
Feeling her cold hand grip the one holding his Ingram his arm was wrenched slightly as he watched the other hand go for his sore ribs. He wouldn't drop his weapons, Pulling his arm back that held the desert eagle he would allow the silver steak to shoot through as it scraped against his wrist. The metallic point was directed straight for the open shoulder wound. The hand towards his rib would connect as he gritted his teeth. The pain that shot through almost was enough to make him see stars.