***MICHAEL POV***
Just when I thought that Justin was the most impressive person that I had ever met, he one-upped me by doing something else that raised my opinion of him.
Then I looked at his leg. I had no clue how in the f**k he was standing.
His whole calf muscle was hanging off of it, holding on by a mere thread.
"Uh, James, I quite agree with you," I piped up. "But Justin shouldn't be the one to pull the trigger or interrogate. Look at his leg! It looks like he got bit when he was Wade and didn't wait to shift back in time!"
Sure enough, a huge bite mark on the left side of his calf resulted in a big chunk of his leg being taken off. He'd need surgery and rehab for that.
Justin looked down at his leg, and the adrenaline rush he had been feeling wore
