[ Her grip on the her bow loosens and--she honestly doesn't even feel the pain of the blow to her shoulder, except distantly--but that's fine too. Because it really is better if it's her, isn't it?

Her own cousin wanted her dead... she should by all rights be dead. It's okay as long as it's not in vain, right? ... That's fine.

Quietly, Hiryuu looks for someone to shield. Someone to save. ]