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"Well it is finally over Joyde..." Crasus said as he felt the bullet wound on his stomach. "It's-It's ok, the medic is on the other side of the hi- Oh god!" "What? Wh-what is it..Joyde?" " Nothing! Just keep looking at my face I'll fix you up the best I can." Joyde saw his childhood friends face grow paler and distant as he pushed his intestines back into his blood soaked body. "MEDIC! WE NEED A FUCKING MEDIC DOWN HERE!" Joyde screamed at the top of his lungs"Fuck it! I'll just carry you to one!" Joyde ripped off his sleeve and tied it around Crasuses abdomen. Joyde felt his muscles rip and tear a he jerked his long time friend off the ground, but he had not a care in the world except to save Crasus. Joyde tried and fought his own body to get up that hill; breaking his leg on a ditch or slicing his hand on a rock he felt none of it. Then he felt it, felt it like a hammer to the head, he had been shot in the leg and tripped. Joyde fell face first into the ground and dropped Crasus "No! NO NO NO NO!" he screamed as he watched Crasus tumble down the hill towards the Glorens. With Joyde's adrenaline pumping through him he only had a tingling sensation of pain as he sprinted down the hill towards his boyhood companion. Joyde did not trip or even stumble when he plunged down that hill not even when he was shot did he falter. Then a heavy caliber machine gun fired at his direction, taking his legs away. "NO! NO! NO!" Joyde screamed and moaned. Then Joyde's world went black as he felt a bullet rip open his skull.