Ty barely moved out of the way before the bullet shot through Patrick's head. He reached up and touched the blood on his face with a frown before he looked up at Ollie and then Carlos and Gael. He wasn't sure he knew what the hell was going on still, but...well now there was something much more pressing.

"He needs a doctor," he said, moving closer to Ollie and the stage before he looked at Gael. The other's eyes flickered open, and Ty winced. Gael was a bloody mess- his arms and legs...back and torso covered in bloody slashes. Gael's hands were shaking, and Ty suspected the other man was going into shock. "Are you okay?" He asked Ollie, moving to the stage and pulling himself up before reaching out to put a hand on the other man's shoulder. "Come on...."

Moving toward Gael and Carlos, he looked at the other man with a less than hopeful expression. "Carlos, we need to get him out of here."

Gael groaned as he looked up at the two clubs, eyes blinking slowly as he considered just willing himself back into an unconscious state.