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Dave Coughed up some blood, and charged at Buzz again, clutching his wound. He was trying to be as strong as Jack was, latching on an iron grip into Buzz's throat, while he headbutted the psycho repeatedly, blood pouring from his nostrils. He struggled in the first couple strikes, but managed to keep it up, trying to give Buzz a run for his money.

"Here's a tip: Stop. Fucking. With us." He said in a voice that sounded more like several growls, between smashes. The hand clutching his stomach went out into Buzz's Knife hand to try and press a pressure point on the boy's wrist to make him drop the knife.

Jack walked over with Ray in tow. He never knew Dave wished to try to reach his level of power.

"Only A Fool Trusts Their Life To a Weapon." He said simply, before crossing his arms, and forcing a foot down onto Ray's head. "Dave Seems to have quite the Fighting Spirit…"