The rhythmic sonance of footsteps crashing against the tarmac behind you and the man you were dragging by his wrist created a deep anxiety in the scene, infected wailing and shouting incoherently at your flanks as they desperately attempted to catch you. Leon was slightly disoriented, but focused as he was running with the stranger that saved his life in a split second. Blood roaring in his ears, he killed one of the threats with his pistol.

"Keep running! I got you covered!" Leon barked out.