Vernon was one of Jarred good friends. And yes. He cried. Tears streamed down the side of his face, no matter how hard he tried to force them back. [i]'Please be alive Vernon. Please come back.[/i] He forced an angry determined look across his face. Even if Vernon was dead. He wouldn't let his death be in vain. He turned his gas on as much as he could in short burst, speeding forward, using his lines effectively to throw himself close and close to the wall. They weren't far away now, but danger was still imminent. 

He felt a disturbance ahead of him, and by pure instinct, he pulled his wires down, instantly taking a lower path. Just as he did, the buildings either side of them were caved inwards, blocking the higher route. Call it luck, or instinct. Jarred avoided it. As the buildings toppled. Not one, but two abnormals came charge from either side, where each building had fallen. "Crap!" He croaked as he was forced to make a sharp left and then turn back on course. The two new titans were fast, and would chase them. He turned his head every so often to track their progress. The two abnormals were gaining on them at an alarming rate. As recruits, there was no way they could definitely dispatch them. It would take at least two of them to take down just one. They might have to split up. He thought to himself. Yes. It was the only way. He was about to call out the idea to split up, when he was stopped by a flash of silver. One of the jaws of the abnormals was now missing. "What... the fuck?" He didn't know what just happened. It was so fast.

Lahar was behind all of them, both swords draw, balancing on his wires between two buildings, between them and the titans. "GO!" He didn't even look at them. All he said... as a possible goodbye was 'go.' Jarred was disgusted. "Commander Leon no!!!!" He called out, but he was forced to continue on. As he turned his head, he murmured to himself. "Goodbye commander." Too many people that were important to him had died today. well no more. 

Lahar was all alone now, hovering in front of the titans. He glared and bore his teeth a little. "You wont get past me. My recruits are behind me, and you aint' getting them." He growled. As one swung as huge hand him, he ran up its arm, detaching his wires before reaching his neck. "Hmph..." The titans he killed made his tally 99. "100." He drove his blade into its weak spot. The titan crumbled faster than he expected, and he didn't have time to use his wires before he fell with it. One impact he heard a load crack. There went his legs. He was in a kneeling position on the pavement, right in front of the other titan. [i]'is this where it ends? I'm ready. 100. I've done my part for humanity. Now it's your turn...... youngsters!'[/i] He braced himself, as the abnormal clamped its jaws around him, and swallowed him whole. 

A daze. He was in a daze. Vernon's vision was blurred as he shook the dust from his head. He couldn't move, leant up against the wall. His entire body was coursing with pain, but he wasn't thinking about that. He only noticed his arm was missing after a minute or so. He made the decision to rip some uniform and make a tourniquet. It helped slow the blood flow a little. he used his blade in his remaining right arm to prop himself up. He looked outside the window. Titans. Everywhere. He sighed and sat back down. He'd have to wait for an opening. Even if he could get onto the street, he'd only be able to use one wire on the account of having one arm. So the titans might catch him. But he had no choice.