| (( Hey, I'm back. As for you, GC, you can join. But you first must wait until the battle is over. Can't having you ruining our fun. Now where were we? Ah yes... ))
A field medic rushed to Damien's side. He grabbed him by the ankles and pulled him into the outpost. He set his back against the wall so that he was sitting up against it.
Examining Damien's leg, he cut square hole in the pants where the bullet hit. He pried around the bloody area, to which Damien responded by wincing. "It didn't go to deep," the medic said, "I should be able to get it out without any harm done right here." He offered a stick to Damien from his bag, "Bite on this." Damien did as he was instructed, and the Medic went to work. Tweezers went into his flesh, and Damien bit hard and whipmered slightly. 5 seconds later the tweezers emerged with a small, crimson blood-drenched object. The medic cautioned him, "Stay off the foot, so it will heal well."
The medic gave him crutches and offered some advice on where the safest place to watch the battle was. Damien reloaded and went up to the tower to watch the battle.
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The Universe was created. This made a great deal of people angry and was widely regarded as a bad move.
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