Kain curses under his breath at the thought of not staying to finish this demon off. But he definitely doesn’t have much choice but let Jamie help him toward Anders. A leg wound like this isn’t so easy to just push along with, much as he’s struggling to try. By now, he’s bled out quite a bit, the red staining his leg, but at least the healing should alleviate things to some extent. He looks grateful about that at least. It should buy him some more time on his feet… Maybe? Right?! God, he hopes it’s not as bad as it feels, though there’s a definite possibility that shrapnel could have gotten embedded in there… Ugh… He’s got to keep moving no matter what else may happen.

The other team definitely have to be getting in on the fight by now… which’ll mean more cover to aid them. Good.

Still clutching his weapon, he keeps glancing back as they're going, wanting to do something more than flee. Stupid fighting instincts. He glances over to Jamie. “Perhaps.. if we… take one chance and all strike at once…”