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Mercury weakly opened his eyes to look at the men, and tried getting up. Only to flop back down again his green furry body starting to heal slowly. But, he’d been badly burned by the light cannon. He looked up at Eddie with gentle black eyes. [color=0E32CF][b]”They’re still alive… They can hear us… We need to get out of here. These are just goons, guns for hire. Frankly I’d rather not die here today… I hate asking this of anyone, especially someone that can control light like you can. But, you’re going to have to carry me. I can’t move.“[/b][/color] 

Mercury was looking at the men as they positioned their AK-47’s at the area they heard Eddie, and Mercury’s voices. They were going to spray, and pray. [color=0E32CF][b]”Come on Hurry Lucifer we need to get out of here. Live to fight another day as the saying goes. Also yes I'm a bit of a flip flopper.“[/b][/color] He was trying to get up again, but he was shaking on his four legs ears bent low against his head. 

Soon the men began opening fire a hailstorm of bullets, but they were shooting low. They were clearly not trying to kill them, but injure and capture. So they could take them back to whomever they worked for. Mercury was protecting Eddie, and himself with a shield that was quickly chipping away. As it was draining the last of Mercury's energy his eyes starting to shut.