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The trio ran towards Illya, Solo fearing the worst.
Drawing nearer, they saw a dishevelled blond figure sitting on something not far away from an overturned car.
“Illya, you okay? What happened?” Napoleon asked, seeing blood on his partner's leg.
“I am fine, it is nothing.”
Kuryakin indicated the lump he was sitting upon and they realised it was the THRUSH doctor.
“He shot me trying to escape, I have no darts, only live ammo, so the best option was to sit on him until you arrived,” Illya grinned slyly, “he is a lousy shot, but knows I am not.”
The trio ran towards Illya, Solo fearing the worst.
Drawing nearer, they saw a dishevelled blond figure sitting on something not far away from an overturned car.
“Illya, you okay? What happened?” Napoleon asked, seeing blood on his partner's leg.
“I am fine, it is nothing.”
Kuryakin indicated the lump he was sitting upon and they realised it was the THRUSH doctor.
“He shot me trying to escape, I have no darts, only live ammo, so the best option was to sit on him until you arrived,” Illya grinned slyly, “he is a lousy shot, but knows I am not.”
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