The gun opposing him barked its response and punched holes in him as he rose, these were real bullets. Carrying force and weight, and they broke the glass that supported his arm and which held him upright in the window. Shin fell backwards as the response still poked holes through him, he'd immediately lost count of how many rounds had filled him. 

Slowed perception of time is a real bitch, as he felt the bullets breaking his bones inside his body. He felt everything as they passed through and lodged deep inside. His left arm still tried to raise itself and fire one more shot, but it went high and through the roof. His aim ruined by falling backwards, it caused a rain of splinters to fall on him as he too fell.

The sound of breaking glass and a man falling onto wood and glass filled the room as Shin fell backwards, blood pouring from his wounds. The room was fading slowly to black and he'd lost feeling from the hips down, he groaned as he tried to right himself for the last time. It was pointless as he fell backwards immediately, more crunching of glass was all he heard before he lost vision. "God. . ."He closed his single eye and raised his hand to cover the missing one. "Damn." Was the last word that left his mouth before consciousness slipped.