He can’t afford to not be here right now though. In this moment he needed to stay in control and shakes his head violently to resist it, regaining his focus just as the drone strikes again, smashing a fist into the side of his face and sending him spinning backwards to the ground.
He climbs to his feet, wondering if the food was helping him to control the flashbacks and quickly and blocks another swipe using the barrel of the gun. Another wild lunge forward from the drone and Steve drives the hilt of the sword into the side of his head knocking him to the ground. His focus now is mainly on the pack leader but also the clock. After that gunshot there would be more coming soon.
They almost look like they are coordinated. Like a gang - Like a pack of wolves.