Kriev scoped the area through his helmet, not seeing much more than a few bugs here or there and the occasional Lemur like creature. He slid off the rock and crouched to the ground as he communicated back to the group. [color=0054a6]"Nothing over here but me and the jungle. Though I'd make quick work of whatever it is you're doing. If a bird could get that big I'd hate to see a lizard." [/color]

His crackling and deep voice made it hard to tell if he was being condescendingly serious or just making a joke, but all the same he knew that he couldn't take this jungle lightly. Gigantism was a very real and very terrifying phenomenon that he was not keen on seeing go to work. The vast oceans of his youth taught him well that anything that's bigger than it should be can be dangerous whether or not it's threatening at it's smaller size. With that thought he took out one of the little vials from his pouch and scooped a sample of the soil before twisting it shut again and back into his pouch before returning his hands to a ready position on his rifle.