May was about to pass out when she saw a flash of a few more men. She was sure that they were there to get a piece of the action that the men were about to get. But she was reassured when she heard grunts and groans from them being beaten and stabbed. May sat on the ground wrapped in the man's jacket, she was shaking in fear. She knew that she wouldn't be able to sleep tonight, and possibly days from now because of what happened. The jacket she was covered in almost wrapped itself twice around her. She was a tiny little thing. Delicate and fragile as a porcelain doll. She looked at the man who had saved her under thick black eyelashes were bright blue eyes staring up at him thankfully. "Thank you... Thank you so much..." She gave a weak smile and a small sniffle. If they hadn't had found or heard her screams, she would've been biker bait by now.