You were shot badly on your shoulder, blood was dripping fast and Lionel was shooting the enemies. Your vision was getting blurry that made you fall on your knees.

"Fuck, get up!" Lionel shouted. You tried to get up but you couldn't. He came to you, guiding you up.

"Leave, I'm already dying." You panted.

Lionel hissed. "You're not dying, especially not on my watch. We may be enemies, but I would miss your annoying ass if you die this early." He seriously said and guided you up.