Milo looked at the man, and before he knew it he saw a gun drawn and aiming at his knees he got lucky enough to move so the first shot grazed him and as he buckled the second shot tore through his lower stomach. The shots lucky as he was to not have his knees fuck up took him down, blood starting to come out of his mouth. "Maghtrr.. Fakr..." His words garbled by the blood, "Maghtrr... Fakrr ot me.. Goh run"