Wesker gave no thought to the man as he saluted and retreated, returning his attention to the two-fold task of dealing as much damage to the woman as possible while minimizing the amount taken by Claire and himself.

This proved easier said than done when he was forced to abandon an attack as Claire was thrown. He rushed to the railing, swearing mentally at his lack of enhanced speed and strength as he just barely managed to wrap the fingers of his free hand around Claire's arm before he was suddenly supporting all of her weight, partially bent over the railing and leaving himself completely exposed.

The fall wasn't too far, Claire would likely survive it with minimal damage, but Wesker did not wish to go over the railing after her, or to go back down-stairs after dispatching with the current opponent, but he couldn't help the angry glare he cast at nothing as he started trying to haul his supposed daughter back up to safety.

Wesker was certainly going to have to teach Claire a thing or two about fighting if he was going to continue to keep her as his daughter.