Augor had stood back against the walls of the jet, listening intently to everything that was happening, trying not to miss anything important. He was uncomfortable with the strange new location, unused to the tropics, but he hid it well, maintaining a stoic exterior.<br/><br/>"A warm-up?" Augor snorted, "Just be careful. Who knows what might be out there..." Rolling the axe in his hand he shook his head, "No, I've seen too much death" Giving a somber grin, he looked around "But I've got your backs, friends"