She caught the flash of what looked like some sort of targeting screen, and it felt like the black metallic thing she'd felt in his head, like something trying to take over.
It was a fast, desperate move, because she had to release one of her hands from clutching at a projection of armor around his throat. She almost shouted "Standard!" as her hand closed around the Lawgiver. It wasn't the best aim, but she hit something that wasn't her, and she could hope that whatever she hit, it would cause Alex's grip to release on her leg.
Her mind leapt back to a memory, her first kill, the man kneeling in front of her, begging, unarmed, and Dredd reminding her, in his bland voice, 'The penalty for attempted murder of a Judge is death.' If she hadn't pulled the trigger, Dredd would have, and the end result would have been the same. And if Alex took her out, the Judges outside would pull the trigger.
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It was a fast, desperate move, because she had to release one of her hands from clutching at a projection of armor around his throat. She almost shouted "Standard!" as her hand closed around the Lawgiver. It wasn't the best aim, but she hit something that wasn't her, and she could hope that whatever she hit, it would cause Alex's grip to release on her leg.
Her mind leapt back to a memory, her first kill, the man kneeling in front of her, begging, unarmed, and Dredd reminding her, in his bland voice, 'The penalty for attempted murder of a Judge is death.' If she hadn't pulled the trigger, Dredd would have, and the end result would have been the same. And if Alex took her out, the Judges outside would pull the trigger.
Did it matter to her? Did it matter to him?