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Carefully taking in the scene and seeing the tiger man cover his ears, there was only one person who would not be able to take cover. Star merely thought about her sister needing to be covered before her body was flying through the air and landing with her body sprawled out over her sister who lay in the coffin. She whispered, Angel, lay still.

Crow's violet eyes deepened as she peered around Yawgmoth who had placed himself in front Her and Ziven. Too much was going on too soon. In the same notion, the Dark Lady used the shadow magic she learned in the Void. Since the bar had become shrouded in darkness, thanks to Yawg. The shadows would churn up around the assassin and pull down on his gun keeping the aim away from the alabaster face of the Succubus. If this did as she planned, he'd feel the weight of the gun going down giving her the chance to find cover before he got off another shot.

Yawgmoth's careful eyes kept on the flashbang, but then the strange hooded woman jerked it out of the door and thankfully out of Solis' hands. He was a bit relieved honestly. He'd always had a fondness for catgirls and even though Crow was the only woman for him, he still couldn't help feeling ever so slightly relieved. With that grenade out of the way the large man simply continued to stalk down the hitman whistling as he walked. "Hope that wasn't it. That girl over there just gave you to us on a silver platter boy." he started laughing, the shadows around the bar laughing with him in a chorus of a thousand different voices.

<********, when it rains then it really did pour. Watching the flashbang hurl outside ment he wouldn't be able to keep the dark at bay. The same things he had seen had disliked the flashbang when he and Vincent had gotten through to Crow's room, he could pop off another one but by then Yawg would be close enough for Ali to having to leap across the table to get a decent shot and even he doubted he'd pull that off while semi-blinded and in movement. Not to mention Ziven would probably interfere with it again.

For being a b***h many here seemed to dislike, and despite their arrival with announcement that they had mangled up Angel, people sure were butting in to keep Crow safe.

The removal of the flashbang and the sound of it detonating outside ment that the shadows managed to pull down on his shotgun so it was aiming at the floor instead, shame that since he figured he'd try to fire off at shot at Yawg's face to get rid of him before he focused on the target. Was a split second choice he had made once the flashbang was hurled outside, though now he had to make another one. Bringing his left hand away from the shotgun and down behind his back, pulling out the knife. He'd wanted to grab the handgun but that was in his shoulder holster and tucked under his left arm, ment it would be clunky and fumbling to get it. The SMG was a more viable option as it was easily accessible since it was slung across his back, but besides tugging on the strap he also needed to pull the handle on it to get a round into the chamber and fiddle with the safety switch.
That took time he didn't quite have at this ********, Ziven really did mess up the whole plan he had. Might just gun her down if he got out of this just to make sure she didn't interfere, hell anyone who helped Crow at this point he'd deem as a obstacle to remove to get to the target. For now though all he could do was keep the shotgun from being pulled out of his right hand, while waiting for Yawg to get closer so Ali could cut him down with the knife.

The large man stopped in front of Ali and cracked his knuckles "Show me, what finger you shot our Dark Lady with. Because it's coming off boy. We can make this easy or you can be difficult about it. The end result is the same." Yawgmoth threatened. His shimmering crimson eyes observed and watched for movements. He wasn't afraid of the gun, if Ali shot him he'd be in for a real surprise. Namely, he'd find out about the Lord of the Wastes' legendarily thick skin. If he went with that knife instead, he'd find out a bit sooner. He couldn't wait to see the look on Ali's face when the blade bent and broke trying to puncture him. Thanks to Ziven throwing out his one good weapon against the dark one, he'd really be up a creek at that point.