"NOT ON MY WATCH, YOU BASTARD!" came the roar of Guest 1337 as he came charging into the killer like a furious bull. Noli, the killer, let out a strangled noise and was knocked back several feet, dazed and disoriented.

The towering Sergeant looked over at you, scanning your body for injuries. Noticing that you had several bleeding slashes, he walked over and picked you up without hesitation. He was insanely strong, so he could probably carry several people at once with ease.

He brought you to a safe corner, gently placing you against the wall. His presence was impossible to ignore; strong, almost suffocating, yet secure and protective.

He took out a medkit, starting to tend to your wounds with experienced ease. He looked pissed off, but you knew that was just his resting bitch face.