Lord Bradorian
Naughtius Maximus
"I'm a combat medic, well, was. Thanks for the offer though. Take a nap" Jason said, and he thrusted the knife deep into her stomach, covering her mouth. He didn't enjoy it, but she could be a danger to him, and him surviving sounded better than her surviving. He pulled the knife out and then aimed it upwards, slamming the blade up under her rib cage and into her heart, killing her. He pulled the knife out again and let go of the woman that was now a corpse. He watched her fall to the floor with no emotion, no remorse. He was truly a monster when he was in this mind set. He looked outside, the men still firing, the walkers still coming. To his fortune, the leader was near the back, and Jason could lynch him easily if he could get to him. He held the blade tightly in his hand.