Cyrus' arm dropped from its grip on his pistol. Blood dripped down it in streams. He kept his gun aimed at the Doc but looked over at Steph with disbelief. "You shot me," he stated, bewildered. Had adrenaline not been coursing through his body he probably would have been screaming. His mind flashed back to his time in the service. Cyrus pulled himself back to the matter at hand. A crazy doctor with one eyes was yelling at him to put down his gun. "Are you crazy man? You broke through this door with a fucking axe. Leave here now or I'll put a gullet in your brain. Bane grabbed the shotgun, "and now you're unarmed. Leave." He winced as he switched his pistol for the doc's shotgun. He was going to need medical attention.