Krystoff nodded in agreement, Damian was right. "Izzy is right? Never thought I'd see the day," he said in a teasing tone. He grimaced for a moment as some pain lanced through his leg. He should take care of it before it got infected. Ghouls were dirty creatures.

"I'm gonna clean myself up, then help X out. Jack doesn't sound too good." Krystoff informed Damian. With his foot, he slid the shotgun over to Dimitri. "Have fun with that, bro." He limped out of the warehouse and started to work on his leg, using simple butterflies and some gauze. If he didn't put too much weight on it, it should hold. Krystoff climbed back on top of the container, taking apart his rifle's attachments and packing it away. As he put his weaponry back into his racks, Krystoff chirped Xavier with the headset.

"Hey X, any idea where Jack is yet? I heard him over the comms, he doesn't sound too good." Krystoff had calmed down, trying to use his head. It still felt a little fuzzy, but Krystoff wasn't going to let that stop him from finding Jack. He slid on his helmet and linked it with their channel. He started up the bike and raced towards the north, following the river. If Jack had been hunting like they were, chances were he ran into some of these upgraded ghouls too.