[i]Jackson drew his combat knife from his waist, and spun it forward in his hand, his gauntlet blades extending. As they came, he attacked. The first he gutted, flipping the man to the ground, and curb-stomping his head. The second he decapitated with his blades, the third he knifed in the heart. He had to keep her safe. He wasn't going to lose anyone. Not anymore. Not again.[/i] Riley, please... I need you... [i]He said, slamming another to the ground, snapping the man's spine with a powerful stomp.[/i]