Jean grunted in pain as he fell to the ground, his shoulder pulsating in agony from where a bullet was lodged into it. He attempted to sit up, but his entire body gave out and he collapsed again.

he hoped he was far enough away from the danger that had caused this wound in the first place, but when the twigs snapped behind him he could only assume he was in trouble.

so he attempted to scramble to his feet, and pushed himself against a tree, only to be met with you.