[i]The being's hand would shoot out, grabbing onto the rim of the shield as more blackish blood escaped her, this time leaving her cut palm. She threw the thing into the vortex, seemingly unaffected by the spiraling void of gravity, as she then rushed into the bare cover of a separate alleyway as Rose began to fire yet.[/i] [i]Likely a trap, and one that Rose could either walk into or escape.[/i]