Syrus was a bit in the state of shock from the wound as it had gone deeper than he had though it had. He began casting cure, regen, and fire on the wound mentally. The wound began to close up and the bullet pushed it's way out. Falling to the ground where every they had went. Suddenly he saw Rue running out of the corner of his eye.Shit were was Xerox. The boy was annoying but he didn't deserve to get left behind. Syrus could now move his leg and had gained back all use of it. Casting parahaste on himself he let go of Jericho. "Thanks Sir!! Hold a bird for me. I seems our mechanic ran out of gas!" Syrus yelled as he took off in the other direction. 

Getting over to Xerox and avoiding bullets left and right he realized that Protect was active on him. "Hmm oh yeah Duncan did something to do this. Kudos to him. Saved our asses." Xerox was laying there still breathing but exhausted it seemed. Syrus stopped in front of him and shook his head playfully. "Well time to go boy can't have you laying down on the job now can we." Syrus let a surge of energy run through him and pick Xerox and his giant spammer up. "Whoa that's heavy. I should have enough juice to get us to the birds but after that you and I are going to be spending some quality time in the infirmary." Syrus took off down the way following everyone else. There was no way he was going to catch up to them but he was gaining.