Wei Ying's eyes drift closed again, tears trickling out of the corners, and then comes one last slurred whisper.
"Not your fault... Mine."
His body slumps as he falls completely unconscious. In the distance, those heavy marching footsteps can be heard approaching again. The bounty hunter steps just out of the dark and into the light, rifle in hand. He raises it, cocks it, and gets ready to aim it directly at the still faintly, moving chest of Wei Ying.
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on 2020-02-03 12:33 pm (UTC)Wei Ying's eyes drift closed again, tears trickling out of the corners, and then comes one last slurred whisper.
"Not your fault... Mine."
His body slumps as he falls completely unconscious. In the distance, those heavy marching footsteps can be heard approaching again. The bounty hunter steps just out of the dark and into the light, rifle in hand. He raises it, cocks it, and gets ready to aim it directly at the still faintly, moving chest of Wei Ying.