Cú could see the dangerous condition the captain was in. Gingerly wrapping the captain in his jumpsuit, the Teufelshunde picked up the captain in his arms and began running towards the escape pods. He didn't know why captain so desperately wished to find the Lieutenant, though he had some idea.

[color=aba000]"Stop that, focus on the task on hand."[/color] Cú chided himself mentally, and began sprinting down the hallway, searching for the escape pods. The smoke was getting thicker, the ashes burning his sinuses and throat and bringing water to his eyes. Growling deep in his throat, he pushed on running through flaming corridors and jumping over piles of debris. As he ran, he could smell some of his fur beginning to burn. He was getting weaker, his limbs were beginning to feel like lead and he was getting sloppier in his movements.

Ignoring the rising sense of panic, he funneled it to feed the rage building inside him. It was a tactic that had saved his life many times during the war, and now to save his captain and himself from danger. Rearing his head up, he gave a loud, resonating howl that seemed to fill the air around the hound. He could feel his sense of pain dulling, and new energy filling his limbs.

[color=aba000]'RUNRUNRUNKEEPTHECAPTAINSAFEFIREFIREITBURNSPAINITHURTSNOPUSHONNONONONOIDONTCAREIFITHURTSIWANTCONTROLRUNRUNRUNSMASHTHROUGHTTHISWALLANDTHAONANDTHATONESLASHATTHATONEANDBREAKTHROUGHITDOITAGAINDOITAGAINRUNRUNRUNTHEFIREISBUILDINGSMOKEISFILLINMYLUNGDICANTBREATHBUTCANTHECAPTAINKEEPMOVING...'[/color] The mantra ran through his mind, dominating his thoughts until he came to.

What happened would only a vague and hazy memory. He had made his way to the escape pods, but behind him were a series of large holes and slash marks. He himself was covered in burns, and his right arm was bloodied and his claws chipped and broken. Regaining control, Cú began pushing the last dregs of energy, and Cú through the smoke and flames. Rolling to put out the flames on his body, he came up in a crouched position. Coughing violently, he felt the shudders run through his body. As pain racked his frame, Cú stumbled upwards, cradling the captain with one are as he leaned on the wall. Making his way to the pod door, he began openning the pod doors.