Just as Rakkan had feared an innocent bystander was caught in the mess, becoming the villain’s hostage in the blink of an eye. He came to a halt as quickly as he could given his momentum so that he wouldn’t antagonize his foe in this delicate situation. Although he didn’t trust him, if he attacked now he was certain that the woman would die, so he did as instructed and backed away, hoping there was at least some hint of on honor system at play here. 

Luckily this paid off as the woman was thrown from the man’s grasp. Rakkan rushed over to her with all the speed he could muster, snatching her up in his powerful yet gentle hands He checked to make sure she was okay, clipping away the wire with his sharp claws. In the meantime his blood was pouring all over her expensive looking blouse and shoes, but that was likely the least of her worries.

He didn’t feel like he could catch his opponent again, especially given how much of his vital fluid had drained from his body and how quickly he felt himself weakening as a result. That bullet must have been massive to do so much damage to him in only two shots. Who was that guy? Rakkan can only ponder why things had come to this as he collapsed to one knee after the villain disappeared from sight, feeling ready to black out at any moment. He could hear police sirens, or perhaps ambulances, approaching from off in the distance as his vision faded to black and he collapsed.