The guys were still shaking on the ground, still in pain. The purists were laying around them, a lot of them dead from the blast. One huge man was walking towards them, a pistol in hand. He stood over Bane and aimed at his head. 

“Like taking candy from a baby…” suddenly shadow blasted into his chest, sending him flying backwards. The boss was in the fight now, Scarlet running to Dante and Matias. “Can you guys move?” Dante shook his head, his face screwed up in pain. Bane was trying to get up but his body refused to move.