Magda reminded herself to breathe, as the<strong>thing</strong>fell broken and dead to the floor. She shuddered, and tried to put her cocky grin back on as Sister Verdania rested a hand on her shoulder.<em>Wouldn't do to let her know I need the reassurance</em>, she thought, as she lowered the shotgun. Her chest heaved as she got herself under control again.<br/><br/>"Oh, see you, Sis, I'm fine," she insisted, blushing as the fear faded. Relief in her eyes belied her confident words, as she looked up into the Sister's eyes. "No worries! 's not like I've never someone die..."