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Dylan spun around the second he heard Anastasia fall to the ground, apparently knocked out. He then saw the attacker standing behind her fallen form. A looter, must of knocked out Anasatasia.. He reached over and grabbed his M4 and pointed it at the looter who had taken a defensive position while holding her knife. There was no easy way of getting out of this, that much Dylan was certain of, however he would have to try. He slowly walked forward while keeping the assault rifle trained on the looter.

"How about you take a step back and go back down to whatever hellhole that managed to spit your ass out of." Dylan ordered darkly to the looter, not lowering his aim for a second. "And perhaps maybe I won't turn you into a nice Swiss cheese snack for the undead."