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(The bolts never fired. He's fighting himself to not fire them)

He watched her walk away before he managed to get himself to his senses, his crossbow returning to normal as he dropped to his knees, breathing heavily. Having to stop himself from killing something he didn't want to kill. Sure, Maxine didn't give a shit and a half of the fact that her kind pretty much ripped his face in half, but that's what mayors do. After regaining his strength once again, he would stand up, brushing himself off, before hearing his stomach rumble, which sent a surge of pain through his body. He debated going back to try to grab food, but he wouldn't trust those monsters. Never would he do so.