In the dim environment, she saw clearly that Amu's eyes were calm yet filled with a murderous intent.
It must be dangerous outside.
Shana's hands and eyes felt as if they had been scalded by fire, experiencing an acute momentary pain.
She withdrew her hand, feeling the sticky wetness at her fingertips.
Bringing her hand up to her face, she opened her eyes wide but couldn't discern anything.
However, there was a faint smell of blood at the tip of her nose, like stepping into a void in a dream. Her heart sank abruptly, as she clutched Amu's arm tightly.
"Amu, were you shot?!"
Amu did not respond.
Seeing this, Shana felt a jolt in her heart.
She trembled and reached again to touch Amu's arm, but Amu grabbed her hand and gently shushed her.
"Just got hit by shattered glass, please don't move around, okay?"
It turned out to be just shattered glass, so it might not be a serious injury.
Shana let out a long breath of relief, feeling reassured.
