“You’re going to kill him!” she shrieked. “Wolf! WOLF!” As a last burst of bubbles rose up from Ran’s mouth, Scarlet stepped back, let out a breath, and pulled the trigger again. Wolf hissed and fell onto his side. He clasped his hand over his left arm, where blood was already seeping into the cloth of his sleeve. But it wasn’t a deep wound. The bullet had barely grazed him. He blinked up at Scarlet. “Did you just shoot me?”
