Garth stood up from his seat and cracked his knuckles. He was ready to beat some trash into oblivion if need be. Death was easier to deal onto others than a good beating though. He didn't need to hold back in that case and when Garth was at his full power he was, or at least felt, invincible. He waited his turn he wouldn't leave first he'd let the others see what was going on before he left the pod. [color=39b54a]
"Well what are we waiting for? A gift card? A warm welcome? Get out there and let's get our job done with. I'd like to not buy new clothes when we get back to the barracks."[/color] Garth grumbled showing off how little he thought of the situation.