[ He doesn’t dare move for even another few seconds after that, until the pinpricks at the back of his consciousness that are Master and Servant have faded away.
Then he just sort of… falls apart. Dropping to one knee with a pained gasp, his armor dissipates in a flash of silver light, leaving him plainly dressed as before – and the freely bleeding bullet wound plainly visible. ]
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Then he just sort of… falls apart. Dropping to one knee with a pained gasp, his armor dissipates in a flash of silver light, leaving him plainly dressed as before – and the freely bleeding bullet wound plainly visible. ]
I’m sorry… I… it was all I could think to do.