Teddy promptly fell over. He woke up when he hit the floor. Wha...? He looked around, then glared toward the torch. He had been sleeping dammit!
And apparently being an adult did not make him any more chipper when being woken up from a nap. There was a tic in his left eye after he shook away his grogginess and picked himself up off the cold floor.
Blue eyes swept his group. Oh man... His team. He didn't want to see his team hurt. And so far some brutal things had happened in these challenges. Teddy turned a shade of dark, dark grumpy green. "That piece of...." He flexed his hands, claws sprouting. He had not even realized the barbaric outfit he was wearing just yet, or the wide axe strapped to his back. Currently he just knew there was one advantage. He wasn't watching them on a TV screen helplessly.
He looked to Billy first, then to the others for direction. Oh, hey, their outfits... Teddy blinked down at himself. "Half-orc tank?" He palmed his forehead. "Gawd, I need coffee."