"I dunno, but I sure as hell don't want to stay down here any longer than I have to," Wolf said looking toward the archway. The crevice that seperated them from the opening wasn't all that wide. Wolf was sure he could jump it with a running start. Cornelius seemed uncomfortable, more so than Wolf. He would avoid larger piles of dirt like they were infected. The way he moved seemed like he didn't like to be in a filthy enviroment. Germaphobe?<br/>He appeared to be looking for a weapon. Wolf thought about giving him the newly aquired sword, or his personal pistol.<br/>Reaching into a pouch between his dump pouch and his magazine pouches on the left side of his flak jacket he pulled out a Glock 19 and three magazines for it.<br/>"This is called a pistol, or Glock 19, anyway slide the magazine," Wolf said indicating the ammo source for the pistol, and sliding it into the mag well,"into the bottom of the grip. Once its locked in place; grab this part of the weapon," he said placing his hand on the top of the pistol over the rear sights,"and rack it back," he pulled the slide back and released it, the slide snapped back to its orginal position.<br/>"Now the weapon is armed, line up the sights on your target," Wolf pointed to the rear and front sight. He then pointed to the trigger,"Squeeze the trigger, but remember it is going to have a kick so make sure you hold on to it," he unloaded the weapon and handed it to Cornelius with the grip toward him.<br/>"You really only have a range of 50 meters to be accurate, so if you shoot make sure they are somewhat close. That's also my own personal pistol, I'm pretty fond of it so dont lose it please," Wolf said.<br/>"I'd  give you the sword but I figure having some stand off would be better, also I'm not sure how tight its going to get in that chamber," Wolf said motioning toward the archway.<br/>"Plus, given you injured your wrist, it may hinder your swordsmanship," he said shrugging, " I guess its really up to you. But to be honest I dont think that sword is right, when I touched it... I just got a wierd feeling-hell it even being on my back is making me feel a bit anxious."<br/>Wolf checked his gear. His NVGs were operational, but the mount on his helmet snapped during the fall. He had extra batteries for his surefire(flashlight). Still good on ammo. Even his camelpack survived. Wolf took a sip of water and spat it out, the expelled water was colored red. His mouth was still bleeding due to his now lost tooth. His lower jaw was throbbing from the pain.<br/>Wolf couldn't believe the situation he was in. He was just supposed to be another grunt on deployment. He was supposed to fight taliban, not get stuck with creatures from alternate dimensions.<br/>'What next? Dragons and dinosaurs?' He thought to himself.