Baz pads over to the downed lieutenant. "You were found guilty of Cowardice. The sentence was death." He growls, bleeding from several cuts and wounds, from the frag grenade's shrapnel. One of them appears to be quite deep, with a spiral of metal sticking out of the meaty part of his shoulder. It's quite a painful wound, but Baz appears to be ignoring it.<br/><br/>"Guys, we better move soon. I'll bet the Lady had spies in that group, and if she knows about you staying here, she'll send in the armour. I'm talking heavy stuff. We better move, now!"<br/><br/>He opens his mouth as if to continue, but blood loss has laid the rodent low and, his ears turning pale, he passes out, faceplanting the asphalt