He shrieks like a wild animal and turns, blood dribbling down his mouth and arms. The shirt he is wearing has started to blossom red. Brown eyes burn in anger as he kicks off the ghoul he's clinging on.

It's hard to tell exactly where he got shot and how badly. But what isn't hard to tell is that he is probably going to make the gunman's life very, very , very short.

In a flurry of feathers and blood he hurls himself at the new target with a wide mouth snarl.