<div class="floatleft">(https://encrypted-tbn1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQboLyRhv87q2dV7lyxqjrb-QHbjw7vXPA9NxY2GnblMpQE3nv3rQ)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Willum Wildfang<br/><strong>Team:</strong>Clay Dewclaw<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Heste Bridge<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Task Force Schwarz<br/><br/>"Hardly, you sound like a bigger, angrier grimm.  Probably scared them all away," Willum responded as he nodded at Karn's intent.  Running towards Karn, it was easy to use his hands as a springboard, and when Karn tossed him across the bridge and towards Gwen, Willum twisted in the air to land gracefully on his feet and close the remaining distance.  He slid to a stop at the back of the snowmobile, taking out from an easily accessible pocket on his bag a roll of bandages.<br/>"This will hurt but it'll stop the bleeding."<br/>Willum quickly wrapped the bandages tightly above the wound, to stem the flow of blood, before taking care of the wound itself.  Hoisting the girl up, he placed her on the passenger seat of the snowmobile before getting into the driver's seat and starting the machine up.<br/><br/>The rumble and vibration of the vehicle almost made him smile, except for the grim reality that put him there in the first place.<br/>"We're ready to head out," Willum announced to Enya, before the explosion of the bridge obscured whatever words he could say.  Looking back, he felt relieved to see that Karn had made it out alright, and was speeding away on foot as fast as the hefty figure could.  When the roar had died away enough, Willum turned to the Professor.<br/>"Gwen and I will go ahead to Schwarz first.  I did some first aid but she'll need better help than what I can give her."<br/>And with that, Willum took off towards Schwarz, hoping that it hadn't already come under attack already.  As they headed towards the town, the white glow of his aura began to surround him gently, and his eyes seemed brighter than normal.