[center][h1][color=00746b]Zuya Keyoe[/color][/h1][/center]
Everything seemed to happening so quickly and so Zuya kept her focus on taking down as many of Dawson’s men as she could. [color=fff79a]”Nice shot.”[/color] She glanced around at the sound and noticed the blond haired woman and that’s when she realized there were quite a few who had joined this mess. [color=00746b]”Thank you.”[/color] She gave the woman a small smile before she focused herself once more, taking out another man. She felt back to fine she only had about seven arrows left in her quiver and decided to take her shots a bit more carefully.

A woman cried out and it startled her as she glanced around and spotted the woman who had come blitzing in on a horse had been shot. She could only hope that the woman’s wound wasn’t too bad as she realized perhaps having allies wouldn’t be too bad if she wanted to take Dawson out. They needed to end this firefight soon, however, if they all wanted to make it out alive and actually have allies.

That’s when she heard his voice calling out to the Coyote and her head whipped towards the sound. There she saw Bradley being held up by two other men and she gritted her teeth. So the bastard was still alive. Good. She had a pretty good vantage point on him and she nocked another arrow, taking aim. She took a slow breath in before letting the arrow fly, hitting her target. The arrow pierced Bradley's upper thigh and he cried out in pain as he looked down at it. Before they had time to realize where the arrow had come from she was already releasing two more arrows at the goons holding him up. They went down quickly and she smiled triumphantly as she knew that should keep Bradly down for a bit till she could get to him.

Her victory was short lived as a shot rang passed her and she realized she’d finally been spotted. She dropped to the ground before beginning to move. She needed to get to another location with more cover and quickly. She made it to the edge and was beginning to climb down when and explosion rattled the building, causing her to lose her grip and fall to the ground. She hit the ground hard and the wind was knocked out of her. She lay there for a moment, trying to regain her breath before she assessed herself. Nothing seemed to be broken, than goodness, but she knew she would be quite sore the next morning. Thankfully her bow was still in tact as well, though it seemed a couple arrows didn’t fare so well. That left her with only two arrows left which meant she’d have to wait out the firefight some before being able to make it over to Bradley. In preparation moved down to her horse in the ally and secured her bow to him before grabbing her dagger. She kept herself hidden in the alley, but continued watching the scene and waiting for the opportune moment to go give Bradly the death he deserved.