"I say we kill it...."  John said.  He dipped the end of his make-shift flail in the water, letting some of it sink in, to add to it's weight, befopre pulling it out again.  He stepped up so he was as far out as mars was, though he kept several feet away,. as not to either get in his way, or so Mars would not get in Johns way, should it come to fighting.  Breathing slowly, and deeply, his muscles tenses as he let his eyes scan over the darkness.