*John nods.*
John: Yep... ready as I'll ever be.
*He sighs, and starts checking his gear making sure everything is functioning properly.*

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*Gordon chuckles.*
Gordon: These lands belong to them.
*He gestures to the storm.*
Gordon: It's already to late to stop what is coming, you think this storm is bad... this is a fucking joke compared to what happens next. As I said I am here to retrieve something that was taken from me.