[X] "If I didn't have to heal you, I wouldn't."
You sigh, shaking your head, "Welp, now I've gotta heal him. Don't want him dying of blood loss or shock before the police get here." You grumble the entire time, but you do heal the man's forearm. After kicking the gun away, of course!
(YUMI: MEDIARAMA)
(EVERYONE WAS HEALED!)
The man stares in awe as his forearm stitches itself back together. He looks up at you as you crouch down.
"What? You don't get to die yet." You snarl as he stares up at you in terror, "After what you pulled, an easy death like that ain't gonna cut it. So, just lay there and don't do anything stupid." You nod in Devil Dog's direction, who puts a boot on the man's back.
"Five years..." He mutters, "Five fucking years...! Just for this?!"
"Yup." You nod, taking your phone out, "Five fucking years. For that." You dial the Chief's number.
It barely even rings before he picks up. "This better be good news." He growls out.
"It is." You step outside, leaving the demons to make sure no one gets back up before they're supposed to, "Well, mostly. I just rescued my friend from some shady characters--?"
"Are they alive?" He asks quickly.
"Beaten, humiliated, and having mental breakdowns, but yeah. They'll live." You answer matter-of-factly, "Just need you to come take 'em to jail. I'll handle Sa-- The hostage." You correct yourself.
The Chief sighs, "...Fuck. I'll get some squad cars out, where are you?"
You tell him where you are, and the street you're on.
"Good, still in our jurisdiction." The Chief grumbles to himself, "Goddamnit, this day just keeps getting worse."
"Did something happen?" You ask before you even think over the words coming out of your mouth.
"Yes." He answers firmly through gritted teeth, his voice staying steady, "Omaya has been shot, Yumi."
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