"Ahahahah! I've seen and experienced much worse than anything you could do to me 'captain'." Zed hissed at him forcefully shrugging Sky's hand off of him. "Doesn't matter, the Wraith's trashed and he did it. So, looks like it's time to have some close and personal fun." He said menacingly, walking towards the hanger. "Also, Winter, be happy, I wasn't aiming to kill." He growled out menacingly, looking back, his visor a deep, deep purple, his body seemingly giving off an aura of danger before he turned around, stalking off.
As he neared the hanger he killed a nearby jackal that shot at him, charging it, tackling it and slamming his assault rifle into its head, continuously, not stopping until another jackal tried to attack him, by that all that was left was a bloody mess where its head was, his gun severely dented, roaring nearly animalisticly before firing his Austin rifle into it, the gun barely hanging on.