Krystoff heard the hoarse groan of Alexi and cursed his bad luck, but soon the sound of Dimitri's unorthodox style reached his ears. At least waves would slow down some with him here. He turned towards Alexi, seeing Izzy approaching the scene. Damian seemed to have his side under control and with the ghouls regrouping after the new assault on their rear, this was Krystoff's chance. He rushed to Alexi, kneeling at her side and putting two fingers to her neck. Her heartbeat was fluttery and weak, showing just how low on blood she was. "Izzy, I need a shield while I work on Alexi! Dimitri should have the other side!" With that, Krystoff grabbed Alexi and slung her over his shoulders like a fireman. He sprinted back towards his bike, a relatively safe distance from the melee.

Ever the boy scout, Krystoff pulled a field medicine kit from his bag. After dousing his hands in alcohol, he pulled on a pair of gloves. He gingerly moved Alexi's head until he saw the full extent of the damage. The ghoul had just missed her carotid and jugular artery but it wasn't much of a relief. Krystoff had taken too much time helping Damian and he only hoped he wasn't too late to save his sister. "Come on you tough bitch, where's that sharp tongue of yours?!" Her blacking out wasn't a good sign, her blood pressure must've been way too low. Taking a steadying breath, he ripped open the suture kit and threaded the needle. Krystoff doused her wounds in the alcohol as well and was worried when she showed no response. Wiping away excess blood, Krystoff held her skin together as he carefully began to stitch her up. "Come on... come on..." he whimpered to himself. A couple of minutes later, her two laceration were neatly stitched and taped up, but she didn't seem to be coming to. "I swear to whatever powers that be, I'M TAKING YOUR ROOM IF YOU DIE, ALEXI!" Krystoff shouted at her as he grabbed the adrenaline. He tied off her bicep and after a vein was bulging, he inserted the needle, whipped off the tourniquet, pressed down on the plunger and immediately covered the injection site with gauze.

"Izzy! Holy water grenades in the bag!" Krystoff roared, throwing his sack over to her as she neared where Damian was making barbecue of the ghouls.