Board Thread:Fun and Games Forum/@comment-25175520-20150521200045/@comment-1524575-20150607212231

Avgust coughed, blood dripping from his lip as he felt around for his Strike One handgun. Ripping the pistol from his holster, the Vanguard lifted his weapon and fired at centre mass—hoping to hit Rhall. His vision blurred, and it became increasingly difficult to keep his weapon raised as eventually the pistol ran out of ammunition for his pistol. «Ya Vanguarda Avgust,» the Lieutenant replied to Rhall, «leytenant goroda.»

The Vanguard tried to keep himself conscious, as he dropped his pistol on the ground, his hand falling down on the serious torso wound. He felt the shrapnel which had penetrated his upper chest. Avgust couldn't tell if it had penetrated his lung, but breathing was becoming much more difficult. He began muttering in his own tongue, looking over at the rest of the Guardians.

They were safe. Good. Avgust drifted into the brink of unconsciousness.