The cart bumped and rocked on the broken pavement, and all Bonnie could do was go along for the ride. She still didn't know her rescuers' true intent, but with a busted leg she would just have to trust them. One showed concern towards her injury, which was of little comfort to her. "Go wherever, just keep that psycho away!" She called out just as the cart ran into a small pothole. The bounce shifted Bonnie in the cart, and knocked her leg against the side. She moaned in agony and her hands shot to the break in her leg. "Hurry please!"<br/><br/>Wacko looked up to Nikolai in his wounded state. He could do pretty much nothing as he told Wacko off. "You will regret your words, meat!" He called out as Nikolai walked on. Fueled by fury alone, Wacko struggled onto his remaining leg, and immediately fell over. "DAMMIT!" He shrieked and grabbed his severed leg. He gnawed at the black meat of his own leg until just the sharp nub of gray bone remained. He took careful aim, and threw the leg with it's sharpened bone tip like a spear at Nikolai. He didn't expect it to work in any way, but it was a good way to vent his anger...