Gamoran shook his head as Logan confirmed that they indeed needed to bail out.  Quickly donning a parachute, he did not hesitate to leap from the back of the vehicle before it was shot down in flames.  He plummeted in a free fall for a good distance to ensure that he was not in the line of fire of their attackers before he opened his chute, gliding hastily the rest of the way down.  His parachute got caught high in a tree and he slapped and twisted the release device with a click, falling about 40 feet into a light crouch.  His senses were alert, though not as sensitive as Wolverine's they were impressive nonetheless.  He was quickly joined by Wolverine and Beast, the latter of which he had spotted jumping out of the quinjet and activating some sort of gliding device as far as he could tell.<br/><br/>He nodded to Logan and hoped that Storm was going to be ok.  Then it happened... a bunch of blue furry creatures emerged from the jungle and began speaking.  His universal translator was able to pick up the gist of what was said and he narrowed his eyes, crouching down ever so slightly.  He looked to Wolverine, and then to Beast.  One hand rested on the hilt of Godslayer, although should push come to shove, he would not bother using the blade on them unless they proved to be a high enough threat.<br/><br/><strong>"They plan to eat us.  Tell me, what extent of injury am I able to inflict upon these creatures in the name of self defense?  Do planetary laws apply in this land?"</strong>