"Screw you, man! My heart ain't dead, it still beats, and I'm not letting these people die!" Johnathan grabbed his incendiary grenades, lugging them into the advancing horde. As they exploded, Johnathan grabbed matilda, and fired shot after shot, as his men grabbed the last remaining fuel cans, holding out for just a little longer. He knew they would. He couldn't leave. If he left now, the deaths of these people were on his hands. He would never let that happen!