Protective Shot Crossword Clue Novels & Stories

But I was sure he was talking to himself. Jarren carried me into the medical room and lay me gently on the bed. Hollie and Reid were pushing different machines closer to the bed. Once that was done, she grabbed a purple hospital gown and brought it to the bed before turning to Jarren. “I think you need to go with Reid. You need to get your shot.” She told him. “I just got my shot three days ago.” He retorted. “Where you’re going, you’ll need all of your self-control.” She informed it.

“I… don’t know how I’m doing this.” Chuckling lightly at her discombobulation, Greg was as happy for her as Sush was confused. But a sudden firing from his right had him hauling her under him to fully shield her with his body, and the bullet Hazel fired ricocheted off the tree trunk before a second bullet came their way when Sush - out of pure instinct - stretched out an arm from under Greg’s cage and brushed the leaves on the ground into the air, making a circular shield appear right before their eyes and that was the exact thing the second bullet ricocheted off.

The Mothers didn’t outnumber them by much, and the four of them were not only good shots but were also driven to complete their mission. Rain took aim at the woman directly across from her, pointing her gun at the Mother’s forehead because that was one of the few places where she wasn’t protected. The Mothers wore protective hats but not face shields. Rain pulled the trigger, and almost instantly a dot of red formed on the woman’s forehead. It spread quickly, but Rain couldn’t see it for long as the woman toppled down onto the ground.

Her ribs stung with the pain. Shawn, surprised as well, reacted quicker. He grabbed the car door handle and did not get thrown. He looked back just in time. Everything seemed to move in slow motion. He saw a brass-colored bullet zooming toward them, fast and fierce! In the nick of time, Shawn yanked Zara close and shielded her in his arms! The bullet struck the back window, but lucky for them, the car was bulletproof. The window did not break. The cars behind them sped up and formed a protective circle around their car.

The one shot was Brenna. Declan and his bodyguard entered, still holding the hot gun in his hand, his eyes full of fear. Before Fidelia could react, he ran to her and hugged her. "Fidelia, my God, you're lucky you made it in time." "Declan." Now Fidelia felt only fear and trembling. She hugged him unconsciously, tears welling up in her eyes. "I'm here, don't be afraid." Brenna was shot in the left shoulder; she struggled to reach for the gun. Gunshots rang out again towards Fidelia. This time, Declan used his whole body to shield her, taking the bullet all the way to his back.

she tried to explain. "Oh! That actually explains, I thought you were actually too old to put out to pastures, maybe there was not a way to throw my shots. But I am glad, at least I can throw it and shoot it in peace." I added. "What shot do you want to shoot like this?" she asked and I smiled. "But you should beware?"she piped in. "Beware of what?" I asked curiously. "My bullet proof, I'm wearing a proof. So your shot might not enter." She replied, I couldn't but laugh.

Protective measures under review. Protective. The word should comfort but it does not. Because in this context, protection does not mean safety. It means preservation of outcome. My mind moves ahead of the screen now. If they identified me at seventeen. If they placed Leah near me before I knew her. If Livia destabilized a projection they thought was fixed. Then what I am seeing now is not the origin. It is adaptation. The shape of something adjusting.

But before she could properly react, his right hand holding the paintball gun swiftly pointed toward the shooter before firing it. And just like that, another elimination was announced. “Player Aster from Apollo, eliminated!” She quickly jumped down from Zacharias' arms, after realizing that they'd been in that position for a few seconds. “Are you okay?” he worriedly asked. “I-I'm okay,” she stuttered. Nervousness and embarrassment dominated her whole body as it stiffened. She was fortunate to have protection goggles over her eyes and a helmet on. Or else, everyone would be able to see her red hot face. “Player Zacharias from Luna wins!”

(bitch) Before he could move, a shot rang out, and I saw the man’s body jerk before slumping to the ground. My body stiffened in shock, but before I could process what had just happened, I was pulled against someone's solid, strong arms wrapping around me protectively. Nikolai. He was here. His hazel eyes were blazing with fury, his body acting like a shield as he pulled me to safety. Behind him, Nial and Nadei were already taking down the remaining threats, guns drawn, their movements precise and deadly.