Andrew looked up from his book of Slavic Fairytales & Folklore to raise his hand. Considering what the officer described was an ogre from his D&D days, he decided that this might in fact be a source of the legends they all grew up on. Knowledge is power, so it would be a good plan to keep their minds as open as their eyes.

"What if we do find something invincible?" He asked with a smile and waited for the response before asking the follow-up serious question. "Sir, I know we are no science group, but will we be collecting samples? Since we aren't wearing Has-Mat suits, it would suck to have touched some sort of Poison Ivy and not know about it until we are an hour away from the point of contact...Sir."

He tucked the book away in the belly of his flak jacket and shouldered his shotgun. Somehow he still felt under-prepared for this mission, there were too many variables and a clear threat of something green with head-crushing capabilities just past the entrance. The cop had taken out the one, but it surely was not the only tool-using danger they were going to face.