The blast of a bullet puffed out into a thick cloud of purplish smoke, catching Fumeko's immediate gaze. "Woosh!""Crumble…"
Her eyes widened for a second as she tried not to move, stood on top of the rubble and in the dispersing smoke. She squinted down, "Mrs Aetherton!?"
…
"I… thought I told you not to come here…" a breath rasped out in reply.
Fumeko could glean half of Morgana's body under the rubble and the glow of her pistol. 'If she's not dead, then all the debris must just be pressing down on her. Well fuck, if anything moves she's getting crushed.' She pulled her scarf down so she could inhale a tad better.
"Hey. Hey kid! Get down from there!" some of the paramedics yelled over from outside. A couple of firefighters noticed the girl and quickly began climbing the wreckage to get her.
"Don't! Stop moving! There's someone under here!"
Despite Fumeko's words, they continued to clamber up to get her.
'Are you deaf you halfwits!?' "Hang in there Ms Aetherton!"
