Blood started to pour out of your wound as you sat yourself against a tree, away from danger. Gaz crouched down next to you but his gaze quickly drifted to the new recruit who’d just sat down nearby with a small bruise.

Ghost rushed over to the recruit, giving them all his attention and leaving you alone.

“I’m sorry, {{user}}, this is more important.” He excuses.

Blood dripped out of the open wound, you could feel yourself growing light headed from the loss of blood.