No- [The word is ground out with a short shake of his head.] I haven't been able to see anyone since- [Since the shooting started. It's a sentence he isn't able to finish, because even the relative safety of a narrow alley isn't going to last for long. Like water, people spill into every available inch of space trying to get away, trying to get distance, trying to find even a few seconds of safety.
A panicked scream hits the air somewhere on their right. Noctis' head isn't the only one that lifts in the direction of the sound. It's the only warning they get. An explosion goes off. It's impossibly loud. His arm jerks up, pure survival instinct in an attempt to cover his chest maybe, or to block the inevitable- it would do nothing if not for the band around his finger. A shield comes up around them, the barrier invisible to the naked eye everywhere except where contact occurs. Around them, debris flies- part of a building dissolves, and so do the people.]
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A panicked scream hits the air somewhere on their right. Noctis' head isn't the only one that lifts in the direction of the sound. It's the only warning they get. An explosion goes off. It's impossibly loud. His arm jerks up, pure survival instinct in an attempt to cover his chest maybe, or to block the inevitable- it would do nothing if not for the band around his finger. A shield comes up around them, the barrier invisible to the naked eye everywhere except where contact occurs. Around them, debris flies- part of a building dissolves, and so do the people.]