Ryan heard a gunshot and instantly moved his arms up to protect his main body. He watched as Mason's body began to gush out blood, and his eyes widened slightly. He heard another gunshot, then another, and finally a third additional shot. He had begun dropping to the ground and raising his arms when he suddenly felt the bullet go directly into his elbow. Because of how his arms were bent, the bullet pushed in towards his hand, and basically destroyed his elbow for now. He felt the pain begin to surge and he gripped his wound, clenching his teeth and looking at the ground. He couldn't focus on anything for a moment as the pain completely enveloped his thought process. His mind began to overcome the pain and heard Mason shouting to take cover, he looked around before running off the road to a tree. 

[i]Alright... I have no training yet, no weapons, and a lot of pain in my arm... What can I do to help?[/i] He closed his eyes as he sat down on the ground. [i]Come on... What can I do? If that shooter had only waited until I had at least been trained in combat before attacking...[/i]He quickly moved his head out from behind the tree to glance in the direction of the shooter. "Mason, where are the guns?" He said in Mason's direction. He may not be very good at aiming, or know exactly what to do, but as long as they had an abundance of ammo, he might be able to keep the shooter on his toes in case he got a lucky shot. Sure right now Mason was shooting at him, but any advantage they could get would just be helpful.