However, after a long search, Daisy still couldn't find a trace of Shura. It occured to her that unlike Yama, Shura would be familiar with the topography on these hills, so he knew very well where to hide. Otherwise, he couldn't have disappeared completely into the wild in such a short time.
Daisy stopped and took a deep breath to calm herself down. Looking around, she realized that she would never find Shura if she searched so aimlessly. She had to stabilize her mind promptly, get her reasoning back and come up with a better idea somehow.
Suddenly, the sight of a blood stain on the ground beneath her caught her attention. She bent over and scratched it with her forefinger, confirming that it had been left there freshly. A thoughtful look crept upon her face, that soon blossomed into a faint smile. This was the breakthrough she needed. She at last had a clue, even if it was a minute one. Daisy dashed in the direction of the blood stains. If she wasn't wrong, this blood stain must belong to one of the drug dealers she had shot earlier. If she pursued the trail of blood, she might get to Shura. Her judgment proved to be right. As she followed the blood stained path, soon enough, she caught the sight of Shura. But Shura had also seen her at the same time. Without wasting a moment, he turned around and aimed his gun at her fiercely. The rain of bullets forced her to hide behind a big tree. She couldn't risk her life here.
"What a fucking bitch! Why is she trying so hard to arrest us?! No matter where we go, she chases us! She is like a ghost, haunting us all the time!" cursed Shura angrily. "Listen! You all be strong now! Don't be softhearted sissies! This is no time for morals! So what if she is a woman, I don't need your tenderness right now! Use your weapons! Do not save your energy for me! The mercy you show her will only get us death! Understood?!" Shura had thought that he would be able to run away from the mountains, since he knew the place very well. He had not thought that Daisy would be so good at her job that it would only take her minutes to catch up to him. Now, being chased by her, he couldn't be as optimistic. It would be that much harder to get away.
Meanwhile, Daisy adjusted her breath. After a long exhalation, she was prepared for battle. She stuck out her head from behind the tree trunk, aimed at one of the gunmen and pulled the trigger. Because of her accurate shooting and decisive action, the gunman lost his attacking ability immediately. That kind of short range shooting was actually quite easy for her; it was like a default setting to her. She didn't even need to wrinkle her brow.
There were only three entourages beside Shura in total, so it was not difficult to knock them down one by one. However, the hard part was aiming accurately so they wouldn't lose their lives. Daisy only wanted to stop them from attacking her or resisting arrest. It was preferable that she injured their hands rather than killed them. She didn't want their deaths to be on her hands. Daisy didn't think of herself as a dictator and she respected every single life. Even though there was a chance the opponents could take advantage of her mercy, there was a bottom line she always reminded herself to follow and respect: 'Never kill or injure anyone unless necessary and use your weapons cautiously.' However, many times, her kindness left her opponents with more chances to fight back. It placed her in much more trouble and danger instead of granted her the gratitude she deserved.
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