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[ It all happens faster than he thought was physically possible. He felt himself stumble as he was pushed aside, and he turned on a heel, planting a foot and getting ready to charge again when the blast happened.
Yes, Touma felt the tunnels of air rush past, but he didn't dare move. Every muscle in his body was tense, with a combination of rage and fear. His eyes bore into Cross's face.
If Cross looked carefully at the hole pattern in the wall, though, he might notice that the ones that skimmed Touma's right side deviated far more than any others.
With indignation, his eyes flicker to Midori briefly. ] Is he okay? First the fire, and then he tried to fucking shoot me!