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Krystoff was about to say something scathing, but realized that it wasn't exactly him revving up his emotions. Taking a deep breath, he sheathed the psychotic blade and immediately felt relief. He hated to resort to using it, but Alexi had been in serious trouble. "Sorry, Damian. You're right.." He started to walk around, looking at just how much of a massacre it was and how lucky they were to be in as good a shape as they were. Krystoff left a trail of blood, dripping from his pants leg. The pain hadn't registered yet, but it soon would and he wondered if he'd be in good enough shape to drive his bike home. Rubbing the back of his head, he toed a ghouls body, flipping it onto its back to reveal a blood-covered, yet perfectly intact, shotgun. 

"Alexi needs a trip to the hospital, possibly. She's lost a lot of blood, that adrenalin shot was just to get her back on her feet and out of the doghouse. Hopefully Jack phones us in the next ten minutes, otherwise I might tell Xavier to forget about us and start the manhunt." He took a moment to mull over the details. "Thinking about it, this place is pretty isolated. There's no way that someone who found this nest didn't know how big it was.. Did Malthias say who the informant was or did he just give you the info?"