"You fought well. It was quite swell." I say.

He falls to his knees gripping his chest. I see blood pooling from his wound, in an open crest. Wow... this will take a while to heal. The bullet could pierce steal. How are humans this fragile? It's distasteful... though I admit, he took a gamble. It paid off by the looks of it. 

"That... this is bad." He pants.

I remove his arm to get a better look. I almost puke. 

"Oh... okay, yeah it is bad." I swallow it.

Well... he's dead. I guess I should intervene; the future is hanging by a thread. His destiny must be completed, at all costs. He will not be lost. I seem to have to save him. I see his wound- looks like I have to trim. I pick him up. Springily, he's a lot lighter than I thought, considering how much he turns to grub.

"Where to?" I ask him.

"Dumb...dad...Mephisto..." He winces.

"Alright." I open a portal.