Ladybug could only stare at the hole in chat Noir’s chest as he fell to his knees. As soon as the akumatized victim shot her gun, Ladybug’s world stopped. She stopped feeling, stopped breathing, stopped fighting. She heard nothing but the ringing in her ears, saw nothing but the oozing red hole coloring Chat Noir’s black suit. When he sank to his knees, his eyes met hers. They were wide and green, and his face was quickly losing color. He said something, reached out to her, and collapsed face down on the ground, blood pooling around his body.