Jacob growls and looks over each of them, the gun still tight in his paw. "Im wearing a vest **censor**, you think youll be able to get a head shot on me with that dinky little handgun before I raise my rifle a and shoot you all down?"
"Please please there is no need for this! We'll come along and do whatever you say, we dont need to fight!" Aaron pleaded, turning to face Jacob. "Just put the gun down Jake, they are to much of a match."
"Aaron you cowerdly little bastard." Jacob hissed, tossing the rifle to the ground. He reached down and unsheathed his trench knife, figuring they would want it also. Once he was unarmed he walked grabbed ahold of Aaron, yanking the husky behind him while he glared at the other three runners. "For now on you stay behind me, is that understood?" He growled at the husky.