Stirring Awake?

BANG!

The bullet blasted out of its chamber with a ferocious roar, travelling down the barrel of her revolver with bloodthirsty speed.

Upon exiting, it shot towards the winged man and pierced through the gap in his helmet with extreme precision.

Jericko, watching his teammate fall out of the air like a bird with clipped wings, turned his attention back towards the black-haired woman, who was the cause of this.

He then widened his eyes. The gun that was held tightly in the woman's hand had begun to glow an ethereally bright light that seemed to encompass the world.

Marionette, for the first time since the start of this match, had expressed a look of shock and surprise as she felt the gun in her hand vibrate at a concerning rate as though it was a twitching organism.

She then felt it shift and change shape.

And then... She heard a robotic voice whisper inside her mind.