Murim, Moosengrad

Landing on the shores of Murim, John was carried to a clinic for aid.

John woke up with a gun in his hand, his grip never letting go of the tool, even as they pushed herbs into wounds and used qi to sew his injuries and new illnesses out. In doing so, the illness escaped from his wounds, the unwitting carrier being relieved of his fate but passing it on to the physician. With a tear in his eye and a tearful apology, he steeled himself, shooting the martial artist in the face, getting his gun cut in half, and shooting the second martial artist wanting ****, killing him because the gun was right in front of the barrel. Shorter or not, at that range, it meant nothing as he iced the guy. John then lit a fire using the infection-prevention kit he had prepared earlier. It pained him, but John threw and sharpened tools in an instant to kill anyone at risk of infection, leaving a crowd running out who were only from the other side of the main room John came out of. John then tried to run off, but he had to return to tell the civilians and volunteers to back off so the disease would die. Those who didn't listen were slain in a bloody brawl that saw others brought in, but John was resourceful, so he used the shadows to pick them off, making them run for the hills as they ran out of people to protect the village as it burned to ash. In the mess, John wanted to get away.