"Just peachy," Sasha grunted through gritted teeth. With the last beast dead, he dropped the burning stuck and eased himself into a sitting position. He had several lacerations across his chest, but the deepest was on his side, just under his left arm. He held it tightly with one hand, but the blood was quickly running all the way down his side. 

He cursed to himself as he realized that his team medic was no where to be found. Along with any medical supplies. In this kind of setting, a wound like this could easily be fatal. That would be a bitch wouldn't it? Survive the wars and battles only to be killed by an overgrown gecko.