Tamashi Screeched in inhuman pain as 3 bullets went through his body. One clipped his wing. Another went through the shoulder. The last one went through his back barely missing his heart. It broke a couple ribs on the way out. His body failed to keep hold of King. He collapsed to his knees.
He struggled to reach for his flask. He chugged everything left in the container hoping it would mitigate the pain. Thankfully it helped the pain considerably. It was enough for the any holes in the skin to shut so he wasn't in danger of bleeding to death. The wound in his wing from earlier finished healing and the other wounds healing accelerated considerably but they were still severe.
Between the blood and the pain Blood Walker's anger had passed and he was in control again. He was in no condition to continue fighting but thankfully Luthor had called off his men. Tamashi limped over to his sword and retrieved it. He returned it to it's sheath. Tamashi then put his ring back on and returned to his human form.
He would now have to explain to the group what they had just witnessed. He had hoped he would be able to get them to trust him more before he revealed he was a demon but there was no helping it now.
Tamashi returned with everyone to base. Once he arrived he consumed every bag of blood he had stored there to help his healing and to deal with the pain of his wounds. He would have to make it a priority to buy more from the black market dealer who sold it to him.
Tamashi then arrived at the meeting. After Fenrir spoke he felt compelled to reply. He spoke in a somewhat pained voice. as he gripped his chest. "As much as I hate to potentially anger you my current condition is going to make any kind of physical training impossible for at least a few days."