The last blast had done it -- left Sayaka incapacitated. From her spot on the ground, she grunted. She too, was mostly monochrome, except for the blue of her hair, and the scarlet stain that was growing down her front. Struggling to get some sort of footing, she refused to meet the eyes of anyone near, reaching -- stretching her fingers as far as she could. She just -- needed to get to her rifle. Deliver some payback, before...