[Merlin, obviously??? But Maya will never allow this until he proves his worth to her.]

[Maya's not really onboard with lethal force, but this is just a (super realistic) game and she isn't about to puff up about it. She's more concerned in sweeping this helpless wizard up into her arms and running off into the murder sunset. Or you know, just making sure he doesn't die by awkwardly trying to help him walk]

And leave you to look cool by yourself? Please! We can both look cool when we're out of here! Or just even cooler, in my case.

[Despite the inappropriate joking, she is pretty determined not to leave him behind. What a goody two shoes. (Yes, she's crazy)]

[In any case, she's tugging with all of her (unimpressive) strength to try to get properly upright, slipping under his arm to be a literal crutch. Well, she tried.]

Now, c'mon, Harry Plotter. Let's Houdini our way out!