Zed's breathing slowed down as he exhaled painfully. Suddenly, a sharp pain originated from his left lung as he began to breath profusely. Somehow, the bullet was being forced away from his lung, as if something was pushing it out. It was a painful journey originating from his lung to his throat... At last, Zed spat out the bullet, red with his blood. It seems that when he was struck with the bullet, the Muog evolution was already pushing it out and healing the wound in his lung. Niesha's heal sealed the deal which effectively ejected the bullet and closed the wound, although there could still be dangers of it reopening.

Zed began to breath hard as he took in loads and loads of air. He coughed again as he spat out the excess blood. His system began to stabilize as he lifted his pale hand to Niesha's face.

"Thank you." Zed spoke weakly as he smiled. "I owe you so much." Zed chuckled as his hand fell weakly to the grassy floor. Zed noticed that his bandages were rip apart, practically leaving him quite naked from neck to the waist, with only some straps covering parts here and there. The lad stood up weakly as he wobbled, it seems Niesha's healing prowess were able to speed up the regeneration of his hands. Although weak, his hands were able to do complex tasks like gripping and stuff.

Zed entered his shack as he got his bandages and began to wrap himself again slowly... It seems they had some villains already... They were defeated only because Zed could not control himself... They had a chance of winning, but he blew it.

Zed stepped outside of his shack, wrapped again in complete bandages. He looked at Niesha as he felt his blood calm down... He didn't know why... but he didn't dislike it. Niesha was like a relaxant.. was that part of her powers? Zed didn't know. What he knew, however, was that they were in great danger. If those two villains were just that adamant in protecting that briefcase... then Zed can only guess that it was something very dangerous and important. The key was in that briefcase.

"Niesha. It seems we have a problem. That briefcase was some sort of a weapon which they intend to use... They were just that adamant in protecting it. We have to swipe it away from them. However, at my current situation... I'd prove to be more of a hazard than a use. I still have their scents but it is quite weak. We'll need more allies if we want to stop it." Zed spoke in his same soft voice as he sighed heavily.