cut our teeth and make our bones right here

Remi

Welcome to the wild, no heroes and villains
Welcome to the war, we've only begun

"You could just...put it on." Remi points out, still annoyingly unaware of just how badly Ronin had been injured. From the outside he looked terrible, yes, but it was the man's internal injuries from the electricity that were liking doing him in.

The last remaining bit of the siren falls to the ground and already Remi can hear the other hunters approaching. It's a blur of movement and voices, and whether or not Ronin will end up finding the vocal cords where Remi has tucked them into the front of his pants is anyone's guess. The wendigo just thinks that's the only place no one will bother searching the hunter.

They come with torches and tasers, swinging silver chains like some yahoo wanna cowboys. One catches Remi on the wrist as another tethers him by his neck and a third kicks out his feet. It's unnecessary and yet entirely unexpected. As a knee is placed on his back, shoving his neck into an awkward angle on the ground, all Remi can see are Ronin's parted lips and a wisp of blue before he's unceremoniously injected with something (adrenaline, probably) and carried off.

Higher and higher you chase it
It's deep in your blood, go and take it

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!