All that Blitz had ever wanted out of life was to be better than his father; to live some noble existence. In his early death, he has lived out this desire on some level. For even if his death has served only to let the others live for another day, he has finally been the protector he longed to be. And so, as the lead tears through his skull, one last though flashes in the trog's mind. Told you asshole, I didn't wake up dead...