Alan had finally reached visual hailing distance with the bridge and continued to talk on his way up. "Alright, my point of impact was devoid of significant ordinance, what does our weapons supply look like up there?" Grey climbed the ground that was pushed up by the nose of the ship on impact to the front of the bridge as he finished his question in time to see one of the two other guards eliminating another one of those wolf beasts. He spoke through the helmet, his voice digitized and slightly tinny, "Nice shot."
