Jack argued no further and kept his own council while they conversed, checking his arms in the meantime. He was armed with a makeshift sword and a gun that looked like it had seen battle and he was as prepared as he was like to be with the vest Sam had insisted he wear.

It wasn't going to be like any cutting out expedition he'd ever been on, but he was ready as he was going to be.

"A few minutes then," he agreed.

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Minutes later, Jack waited by the barricade rocking on his feet in anticipation, even smiling. He always felt good before a confrontation and this was no different. It wasn't long before they joined him.

"Ready?" he asked them before turning to Cuthbert. "Hop up the barricade and see that the coast is clear?"