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Tris slipped out after him, absolutely silent. Her eyes turned black as he was shot. "How dare you..." she hissed, eyes narrowing. She snapped her fingers and the men turned into bandages and medicine for Knox. "Much better," Tris hissed, then bent down by Knox. She silently retrieved the bullet with her magic. Tris carefully let her hand hover over Knox' wound, trembling. Painful cuts appeared on her arms, deep and slowly seeping blood. Tris winced, then bandaged Knox and herself, and carefully carried him back to his room. After putting the things the men had stolen back and locking the safe, she collapsed in a tired heap on the ground.