Once the Warden was sure his arm was clear he looked around the room and saw the man get downed. Of course this was something he should have seen and attended to before his own wound. Getting up he walked over and turned to fallen man over getting him on his back. Looking at the blood trail he sighed and pulled the small shield from the down Soldiers back and placed it under the wounded leg to get it above his heart as to make sure the bleeding would be slown and or limited. Looking back at the man then back at the wound he shook his head. "Anyone around here have some cloth to make a bandage for this one?" Dead said as he pointed to whom he was attending.
((OoC: Yes Dewca that was aimed right at your last past and sorry every one for jumping the gun :/ ))
As the others run to the next room a trojan suddenly lashes out. I attempt to dodge it but it manages to slash my leg. I wince and quickly dash to the next room. As I reach the doorway of the room my leg screams out with agony. I turn full attention to it and realise that it's a 4 inch long cut. It's bleeding heavily so I just cover it with my trouser leg.
I scan my surroundings and see that there is a golden key on the other side of a 10 meter gap. I walk forward to the rest of the group leaving little trails of blood behind. As I reach the group I let out a little groan of pain and collapse to the ground. It's deeper than I thought... is my last thought when my head touches the ground and darkness grasps me.