Completely unfazed by the blood sprayed all over his face Graham calmly smiled at the knife nut and said "I'm fine, I'm more worried about them now." He gestured to the bandit who now was missing half a face. The bandits were scrambling for their weapons in response to the carnage. One of them grabbed Graham by the shoulder and yelled some sort of threat at him. One quick jolt was enough to stun him. Using the now incredibly compliant body as a shield he pulled out his shotgun and faced the rest. "Odds are against you friends, I would suggest leaving before short and slicey there has a turn."

"Oh and do any of you have a map?"