After seeing the bullet holes, Aila snapped out of her grief; she needed to help him right now. Without looking up to the commotion around her or listening to the words, Silas spoke. She immediately lengthened her nails into claws and started digging into Damon's flesh. Within seconds she pulled out the first silver bullet, dashing it to the side after feeling part of her thumb and index finger sizzling under the silver's poison.
The only sounds Damon made were small moans, but he did not move. Aila could feel through the bond that he was confident in her actions. With her gaze settled on the second wound closer to his armpit, a sudden gunshot rang out and made Aila snap her eyes up. The sound seemed to speed everything back to normal. Her surroundings became clearer, and the sounds of voices, the wind and the start of raindrops crashing through leaves suddenly rang through her head, coming back to life, reminding her of the situation around her.
