Sprinting was hard, especially when her leg had just barely healed from the bear trap over a week ago. Sure, the wound had healed over, there was still scabbing, and it still pained especially as she hadn’t had those painkillers from the Capital to ease the discomfort. Thankfully the adrenaline was pushing her through whatever pain she could feel and right now, but the gunshot had changed everything. The idea that Cas could have been shot just then, that either of them could have just lost their lives just like that. To say it didn’t strike fear through her would be lying. Even as Cas tried to take her by the arm, encouraging her to keep moving she felt rooted to the spot. Unable to even process his words of encouragement as she stared at the gun Ethan was holding. 

Looking at him now she could see he was different. Ethan was cold, he looked angry and she could feel that aura seeping from him as he kept the gun trained on them as if shooting was an option for him. It was not a good sight, seeing a weapon of destruction aimed at you and sure she knew Ethan could be horrible but never in her life had she expected to see this image. This image had shaken her to her core and if there where any feelings left for him, they had certainly vanished in this moment. 

Finally registering his voice next to her she had realised how Cas had given in, telling them to do what he said, and it felt like she had lost. They had lost. Without thinking she stood in front of Cas as if to shield him from the bullet, a part of her worried Ethan would just kill him there and then. That was their ultimate goal after all, to kill the Prince and something her father desperately wanted who had no doubt twisted Ethans mind to want the same. It had to have been easy given the fact she had essentially left him for the Prince. That had to have been a significant blow to someone who could be quite volatile anyway. 

[color=f49ac2]“Ethan… you don’t have to do this. Killing him get’s us nothing.”[/color] Finding the strength in her voice as she looked at him in the eye, trying to disregard the gun in his hand. [color=f49ac2]“I can promise you that he didn’t know. Cas didn’t know about the districts; he didn’t know that we are so impoverished. Ethan please.”[/color] Though she flinched at his sudden movement, the gun now aimed at her heart with his cold gaze staring down at her. 

“[i]Cas[/i] this. [i]Cas[/i] that. Oh, he didn’t know about the districts, he is such a [i]good[/i] person. BULLSHIT.” Ethan mimicked her voice as he kept the gun aimed firmly at her heart, “Killing him may get us nothing, but it will certainly make me feel better wiping that smug look off of his face.” Spitting his disgust as he edged forward, Thomas doing the same following his lead. “Well. I say it will get us nothing, but it will get us everything. The end of the monarchy.” 

[color=f49ac2]“No, did you not see those bombs? This war will never end if we keep doing this. It will only end in everyone’s destruction Ethan.”[/color]

“Oh, for the love of… will you shut up. You are so stupid Iris, can’t you see.” Waving his hand towards the Prince as if it was helping him make his point before, he sighed shaking his head, “No you don’t see. With him gone we’d have access to the Capital. To money, to food. Would you like me then if I had all of that? Would you love me if I had money?” The obsessive side of him coming out in his words, “As if he could love you. I bet he only charmed you to let him escape, using you because let’s face it. We are all rebel scum.” Anger was getting the better of him as he fired another shoot but this time at their feet, eyes glaring with rage. “Move out of my way or I’ll shoot you Iris.”

[color=f49ac2]“N-No. I won’t let you.”[/color] Without thinking Iris lunged forward wrestling Ethan for the gun which took him by surprise, [color=f49ac2]“CAS, RUN.”[/color] It would give him a small opening to run and she hoped he would be able to fend off Thomas who instantly sprung into action running towards the Prince hands curled into fists as he aimed a punch his way.