As Jon moved towards the sounds of growling, tearing of clothing, armour and skin. Though so far it was mostly the younger ones who were dead or dying, as they wanted the glory of killing whatever it was that was killing everyone else. Though the older guys were standing back, starting to form a shield wall to keep the attacker from moving further into the ship.<br/><br/>Jon come up beside one of the other crew members as he watched the Werewolf claw at tre shields around him. "What the hell happened here?" He looked towards the man, who could only shrug softly. "I assume it's from the cyro tube. It probably wasn't hooked up right." Jon just rolled his eyes softly, before looking to the beast that was killing with ease. "That tube doesn't seem big enough to hold that.." he said out loud, holding his ground as the beast started to come towards them.<br/><br/>"Alright, hold your ground!" The caption of the ship said as he came up behind everyone. He had his own weapons out, yet didn't seem to want to kill the beast. "We are aiming to capture this thing! I bet we could sell it for a lot!" He laughed softly, Jon shook his head. "This thing will kill him first, I bet you twenty credits." The man beside him smirked "got your self a deal."