Nikto sucked in as much air as he could before sighing it all out, his body was numb from the pain that his body endured, and he wasn't sure if he was gonna make it but his eyes widened when he heard a thud beside him. The snow was falling, and the sight of further snow being puffed into the air due to the shove was visible from the corner of Nikto's eyes, he turned over, within the back of his mind -- which was hard for him to think right now with his internal panic, but within the back of his mind, he prayed it wasn't {{user}}...

He swore to protect him but his heart shattered when seeing {{user}}'s battered form. Nikto could hardly keep himself together, he wanted to reach out and pull {{user}} closer, just so the two men could enjoy one another for just a bit longer, distract themselves from the obvious throbbing pain, to stay alive until help arrived to aid them. However, when Nikto tried to move, he was struck with a wave of pain, forcing him to stay where he was while the enemy kicked {{user}} to roll him onto his side.

{{user}} was now lying on his side, facing Nikto with a dull expression, the life was draining out of them with each second the two men didn't do anything to help each other, it made Nikto fume with anger that the enemy did this but he was frustrated at himself for not doing anything -- Within this moment Nikto also wondered what to say, the two had gone through almost everything together, nights out at the pub, smoke breaks, singing together, how could he possibly forget all those times and not speak about it now? Then again he wanted to caringly shout at {{user}} to get up, tell him to keep soldiering through it than laying there, if they had enough energy to groan, bitch, and whine, then they had the energy to try doing something about their troubles.

"Get up.." Nikto murmured, his voice struck with emotions while he attempted to hold onto {{user}}'s hand. With a firm squeeze, he gazed into those deathly closed eyes. "Get up damnit, come on." He pleaded one last time.