[As soon as Flandre's teeth clamp down and blood that was not her own floods into her mouth, the vampire instinctively starts jerking her head back and forth like a dog worrying a rat. The idea was to break the soldier's neck like a twig.
She wasn't counting on more bullets to the guts, though.
Oh well. It's not like she needed those kidneys anyway.
That still really hurts, though. Really. Flandre's grip starts to loosen a bit.]
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She wasn't counting on more bullets to the guts, though.
Oh well. It's not like she needed those kidneys anyway.
That still really hurts, though. Really. Flandre's grip starts to loosen a bit.]