By the time Warren spoke to her, it was already too late. Snarling, she was all too intent on pinning the bastard down and ripping his throat out. At least that's how she saw it all happening in her head.<br/><br/>What happened was a completely different story. Kai hadn't expected to bit hit with that kind of force. A small whine left her as she hit the floor, her shoulders coming in contact with the wall behind her; that was definitely going to leave a bruise. After a moment, she struggled to get up. At first she thought it was having the wind knocked out of her that was making it difficult, but it wasn't that. Something was holding her down and it seemed the harder she struggled, the more it pressed her down into the floor.<br/><br/>When the gun came out, she feared the worst. They just couldn't win. Just as they seemed to be getting on their feet, something else came to knock them down again.<br/><br/>As the trigger was pulled and something hit her, stinging, Kai yelped, the sound more like a kicked dog than anything. And as the vampire spoke, Kai knew what this was all about. She had to open her big mouth, didn't she? Why did she have to tell him she was the one who had killed what's-her-face? Oh, right. Warren's life had been at stake and she wasn't about to let him die for something he hadn't done.<br/><br/>Her eyes suddenly grew heavy, her breathing slowing and becoming shallow. Lifting her head in one fetal attempt, she glanced at Warren even though the whole room seemed to spin and she couldn't focus on him properly. Even if her last image of him was blurred, she still wanted to see him one last time.<br/><br/>I'm so....s...sorry, love... was all she managed to get out before everything went black, her head falling to the floor with a loud thud.