Joel dives back down against the side of the dumpster just as Ellie lobs the Molotov; he braces himself against the explosion that rocks the air in a shattering boom that reverberates through the ground and sends off a shockwave. He feels nothing towards the screams of pain that tear through the air, thinks nothing of it, just takes his rifle back in his hands and turns around, ready to run.

He counts to three in his head - one... two... three... - and then he's off, pushing away from the dumpster and running in a zigzag across the compound so no one can get a proper aim on him, and ducks behind a cluster of old oil drums. Counts again to three in his head, pushes off again, and takes shelter next to a stack of small shipment containers.

He swipes at the blood running down his face again, spots a couple of Hunters up ahead stalking slowly around the burning debris as though wary of another bomb going off. Just ahead of them is a gap in the fence that will lead Ellie and himself out of here. If they can just get past those Hunters quietly without attracting any further attention.

He stores his rifle and pulls out a shiv. "Get your knife out," he murmurs to Ellie, and then slowly begins encroaching towards them.