Snippet #1562667

Corzaus jogged down the long metal hallway humming a war-chant to himself his heavy plated metal armor make no sound as he stood on the platform the meeting with the costume degenerates had gone as well as expected: window where broken. Besides he was confident in his abilities already any creature that needs bright colors to feel like the are worth something was a weakling in his book he also felt he had a step up on the competition he wasn't supposed to come in with weapons but his had them right here with him: his gauntlets, they are apart of his armor and if they took them away they would be denying him what everyone else had. He also had experience in surviving in the wild so that would play out to his advantage.

It was a shame that no one offered to be his ally... he would maybe had enjoyed the company, but it was too late for that now. He glanced across the terrain as the symbol transported him thinking to himself. "Rainforest... perfect." Half of his military career was spent in the rainforest so his strategy was to make a kill zone in there somewhere and wait them out eventually the weakest would be picked off and the strongest and most worthy would be left that was when he would strike, granted didn't he had someone with him it would be easier but he would manage.