[Sparrow hits the ground, rolls across the floor, heavily bleeding]
Heh. I think that might've given me some internal bleeding...
[Coughs up blood]
Do not struggle, fool. I will snap your neck, fast and effortlessly. You will not feel a thing.
I can't promise the same thing for you, doggy.
[A bullet narrowly misses Sparrow, and nearly strikes High-Mane. His focus of attention has been changed, and High-Mane walks toward the skyscraper.]
I think not.
[Sparrow slowly gets up, and picks up a nearby boulder, hurling it at High-Mane, who is struck violently at the back, as the rock shatters into pieces]
I do not know why you try. Your damned either way, fool.