Unfortunately Cally had already pushed the sword in before she saw the effects of the pill; it was just a pity that both of them were so stubborn about matters.
She stands for a moment; her eyes wide and faintly shocked, her mouth working the air as the blood spreads across the front of the dress... And then she slumps, there's no other way to describe it. It isn't graceful, it is particularly dramatic - it's just a slow fall into the dirt with crumpled skirts.
"Wh- wha-" she tries to ask of Haibara, tries to ask with her nails clawing marks in the dirt... But no, it's far too late and far too painful for speech; no matter how hard she tries she can't force herself to make the effort.
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She stands for a moment; her eyes wide and faintly shocked, her mouth working the air as the blood spreads across the front of the dress... And then she slumps, there's no other way to describe it. It isn't graceful, it is particularly dramatic - it's just a slow fall into the dirt with crumpled skirts.
"Wh- wha-" she tries to ask of Haibara, tries to ask with her nails clawing marks in the dirt... But no, it's far too late and far too painful for speech; no matter how hard she tries she can't force herself to make the effort.
She's already dying; there seems little point.