"Ain't always about winning. Sometimes it's about giving the next guy a chance to win." The man proclaimed as the creatures began to rush the pod. He kept close, cutting through them with his blade, as the massive "King" slowly came closer. "And sometimes evacs are made with seconds to spare-every second we buy here is damn important!" He's shouting encouragement over the howls of these nightmarish beasts...<br/><br/>The King comes closer...<br/><br/>And closer...<br/><br/>He is close now, one more step and it could crush the pod. The most powerful attacks barely slow it down. It seems all is lost...<br/><br/>Until a voice booms out over the battlefield. "DUCK!" It screams. Assuming everyone does, something has launched a massacre's worth of missiles, but not at the creature. Instead, the missiles pound the ground. The shockwaves and newly made craters cause the King's back legs to slip, giving the heroes a precious few moments.<br/><br/>Turning around, a massive space age dropship has arrived. It comes down and spins as it opens up, allowing the three entrance. "GO!" The dragon-winged man screams, as he sheathes his sword, and with a massive effort, lifts the cryogenic pod and<em>sprints</em>with the massive thing. The dropship itself has guns mounted on the back, and it lets loose with a wave of suppression fire, letting the heroes slip in under the cover.<br/><br/>Once on the ship, the dragon man puts the pod down, clearly exhausted from his effort, but satisfied that they managed to get out. "Couldn't have asked for a better result." He says to the two of you. And with that, the dream comes to an end.