The pollen smell she knew well enough, and Sasha quickly moved away despite the pain; her instincts telling her it was too dangerous for her to stay around Vinnie right now. The poison would do its job on Volgin.

Again, cannonballs-like sounds echoed in the middle of fighting, and while most of them merely gazed her, two found their mark. Half of her left horn was cut off as the bullet penetrated most of the bone, leaving half of it mostly dangling in muscles and sinew. It felt like having an ear being bitten and torn off. The other entered her left arm, lodging itself that and burning the insides of her skin. Almost as if her entire arm would burn off.

The two combined sensations of pain along with the wounds she had already did little to bring Sasha back to normal. Filled with rage and bloodlust, she turned towards the assailant, growling loudly as she did so. Without warning charged towards him,, uncaring of her wounds as she breathed out a deadly jet of fire, hoping to cook him alive.