Artemis was about to say that what he did hadn't been for Schuldig's sake, but not only was that a lie, there was a chair coming at both of them. Mello was still in a rage, apparently so much so that he hadn't registered that Artemis, according to the laws of physics, should be dead. This was a very dangerous mad dog, apparently.
"Look out!" Artemis shouted, knowing a split second later that saying so was probably unnecessary. The boy tucked his prize to his chest and jumped back, out of the way of the chair. He reasoned, quite soundly, that considering he had a hole in his chest, he wouldn't be the best asset to the fight. It would be more prudent to leave this to the professionals.
So Artemis did what he did best: he hid under the desk.
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Artemis was about to say that what he did hadn't been for Schuldig's sake, but not only was that a lie, there was a chair coming at both of them. Mello was still in a rage, apparently so much so that he hadn't registered that Artemis, according to the laws of physics, should be dead. This was a very dangerous mad dog, apparently.
"Look out!" Artemis shouted, knowing a split second later that saying so was probably unnecessary. The boy tucked his prize to his chest and jumped back, out of the way of the chair. He reasoned, quite soundly, that considering he had a hole in his chest, he wouldn't be the best asset to the fight. It would be more prudent to leave this to the professionals.
So Artemis did what he did best: he hid under the desk.