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Phillip gagged a little when he seen how grotesque the wound looked now. "Charlie's right, we gotta get moving.." Sage followed Charlie, and Phillip followed close behind. At least this time his injuries had really no significant impact on how fast he moved. It seemed as if though he was always injured in some way, shape or form. He laughed a bit, but the surge of pain his shoulder released wiped the grin off of his face. He occasionally looked back, to make sure the biters hadn't caught up. He worries about the others, I sure hope they're okay.