<div style="text-align: justify;">As if the rain of bullets wasn't enough, Yanagi decided to throw red goo at her. The blood pellet flew right past Hana's nose. She could taste the tiny, bitter drops that landed on her lips as it passed. Howling wordlessly at Yanagi, she wasn't quick enough to avoid a bullet that dug deep into her upper arm.<br/><br/>She tumbled down behind a pillar, her previous howls of anger turning into screams and sobs of agony. <span style="font-style: italic"><span style="color: #40FFFF">Fucking hell.</span></span> Hana stared wide eyed at her wound, afraid to touch it with her now bright blue and pulsating hands. She gritted her teeth and pushed herself upwards against the pillar, chest heaving. She allowed herself a few deep breaths, hoping that the turrets would somehow have remained focused at her and not at the three others. Hana didn't particularly care about either of the blood benders - one had nearly just sliced off her nose and another had barely been awake while she was - but she knew that she would make sure Nitesh got out of there. Preferably in one piece.<br/><br/>Hana had no idea how hot the air around her hands had become, but she knew it had never felt this powerful before. Raising her uninjured left arm, she aimed it straight at the horde of turrets, laughing at the sizzling sounds of rapidly melting metal. Her laughter quickly turned to groans as the bullet in her arm decided to wriggle around, despite the fact that she had meant to be careful with it. Firing and quickly dodging behind the pillar a couple more times, she sunk back against it, face contorted in an ugly grimace.</div>