I wince as I get into the garage. I rip off my mask. The bullet pierced my hip, but I don't think it's that bad of a bullet. There's so much blood on me. Not my blood. I did have a little run-in with those men who mugged Antony and let's just say they paid their debt. I killed them. I'll always protect Antony no matter what.
I hiss as I take off my cloak. My shadow removes my shirt. I wince.
"Master... the bullet needs to be taken out, but this is going to hurt." He says.
"Do it." I mutter.
He nods and uses his hand to rip the bullet out using magic. I wince. I'm not going to scream. Screaming is a childish act. Screaming makes you weak. My shadow puts his hand over the bleeding. I wince as his shadowy parts enters the wound stitching it up. I hiss through the pain.
"That went better than I thought." I hiss.
He hands me a glass of whisky. I chug it down.
"They will be waking up soon." My Shadow says.
I stand up while wincing. He fixed me shirt. I dust myself off.
"Then he'll wake up with something good." I say.
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