[She braces for the next impact, braces for the pain, and knows that her struggling isn't doing much but keeping him away from vital points, when a loud point-blank pop pop pop pop drowns out her hearing, too.]

[It takes her a second to figure out what the hell just happened where did the gunfire come from when realization dawns and she lets out a scream as she kicks and pushes him up and off as hard as she can to break his aim.]

[But she can't, he's too big and she can't get the leverage she needs and in a last-ditch effort she reaches for the rifle and yanks it down as hard as she can.]

LIECHTENSTEIN!!!