Will's hand started shaking. He was too late. The combat knife was dropped, the clanging repeating and repeating until semi silence. But, Lazar...The drill...Will shook in his shackles, roaring. "YOU MONSTER SCUMBAG!" He shook his shackles to no avail, but he still shook violently. He didn't care for the drops of water building up in his helmet, even if the HUD was malfunctioning.

He would avenge all three. His sister, his brother and Lazar himself. But for now...He was more concerned by his bindings. He started banging on his armoured legs, but it didn't help. All he could do was shout swears and angry, unintelligible gibberish. He continued struggling as Xavier shouted his protests, he continued swearing incoherent swears. "FUCKING...COCK SUCKER...MONSTER...BASTARD!"