Of all the close-calls you’ve had, now had to be the time when your luck ran out; your leg was completely busted, limp where it shouldn’t be, a disconnect. The sickening dull, throbbing pain consumed your entire leg like fire. You laid on the ground, stifled whines of pure misery leaving you in silent form—until Heavy showed up. Heavy eyed your pathetic form—limp at the bottom of the stairs and moved to help immediately, carefully hoisting you into his large arms, caging you against his chest.