[Bulla manages to get away from the cultists grabbing at her just as one of the four stronger ones manages to pull the sharp plank away from one of the buildings. There's no time to think. Only time to act.
She flies at full tilt toward her father, intending to pull him out of harm's way. She grabs at him to get him out of the path of attack, but in doing so, all she's really managed to do is get in the line of fire at the last split-second. She doesn't quite clear the sharp wooden plank, and it pierces right through that durable half-Saiyan body of hers, going even through the bone of her shoulder-blade.]
Da---!
[Bulla doesn't finish that sentence. Nor does she continue flying. Her flight has been abruptly grounded thanks to the wooden plank that's presently impaling her. She crashes, landing face first.]
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She flies at full tilt toward her father, intending to pull him out of harm's way. She grabs at him to get him out of the path of attack, but in doing so, all she's really managed to do is get in the line of fire at the last split-second. She doesn't quite clear the sharp wooden plank, and it pierces right through that durable half-Saiyan body of hers, going even through the bone of her shoulder-blade.]
Da---!
[Bulla doesn't finish that sentence. Nor does she continue flying. Her flight has been abruptly grounded thanks to the wooden plank that's presently impaling her. She crashes, landing face first.]