Sofia's vest quickly opened. Marianne and I were wide-eyed, the bullet through the shield in the chest. It's a big calibre. Calibre for sniper guns with one shot. Are there snipers there!?
The wound bleeds rapidly. This is impossible with a wound like this.
"Sofia, you must endure. I'll take you to Dr. Markel. Marriane opens her vortex to Paris." Alexie knelt down holding Sofia's hand.
"Will, it's okay. I…" Sofia kept looking at William.
Marriane shook her head at me. She was trying to channel healing energy, but my back was cold with that kind of wound.
"Mary! Open the vortex!" William shouted almost desperately to his brother.
"Will… I …love you…." Sofia's hand reached for William's face, then suddenly her hand drooped, and her neck weakened.
"Sofia! Get up! Mary, do something! Sofia!" William patted Sofia's face hoping she would wake up. "Mary, you have to help her please." He grabbed Marriane's hand.
