"Motherfucker!" Nick howled, at no one in particular but it was probably meant for everyone. Daisy who was fucking fighting him and Druid who wasn't fucking concentrating and Magneto sending goddamn metal tornadoes. For just a second, a split second, he thought they were miraculously somehow in the clear even after the jet and the cyclone because Daisy broke the latter up and Druid actually still had Magneto and- fucking fuck; Sebastian was hit. God dammit. He had to go play the fucking hero, didn't he and now he was going to bleed out and Nick had been counting on him to try to get these people off the boat.
"Hey," he said, dropping Daisy's arm (let her run off and get cut up too if she was so damned dead set on it, it wasn't like anyone was going to fucking listen) and going to his knees to roll Druid onto his back and assess the damage. He might live under other circumstances but Fury didn't see how he was going to survive impalement and the helicarrier falling- which was exactly what was about to happen. "Hang in there, kid," Fury told him and took one wild look around, hoping to find some way to save someone, anyone. There had to be something he could do.