Timely Bullet.
Staring into the black sky, covered by at least a layer of white sand, Cain felt a bit fuzzy in the head.
'Am I dying again? Isn't this a bit too inconvenient?'
He remembered what had happened just a few moments ago.
'Someone shot the last head at just the right time. Who was it? Lukas? Hunter? They don't use firearms...'
Even as his thoughts drifted and became harder for him to pin down, he forced himself to keep thinking.
He definitely didn't want to go through the hassle of losing consciousness and dying again. His regeneration would kick in any moment from now.
'If it wasn't any of them, then who could it be...'
A possibility sprouted in his mind.
The sound of sand being scrunched under boots filled his ears. Well, he couldn't really hear it because his eardrums had been damaged. Rather, he could feel it through his body. The vibrations through the ground as footsteps approached him.
Someone had come to his side.