"Muttering under his breath Oh you ass-"
He gritted his teeth and teared a strip of the bottom of his shirt, tying his hair up because it was making it harder to fight before cocking the gun, looking around frantically for some form of high ground to put some distance between him and the Lycans. He shot a few, aiming for their legs to slow them down-he didn't want to waste bullets trying to kill them, especially considering he didn't know how many he had.