Any details about Rose were immediately blurred out by Cammy the moment she saw the gun. The saint let out a quiet squeal, jumping to the right just behind a ruined Dojoville structure. Rose might’ve seen the expression had made before, or heard the fear in the uncontrolled noise she’d made. It was clear that she was terrified. “P-please don’t shoot!” She called out, sweat beading down her forehead. She had to calm down. Think.