Civil war, just great! Dizzy rolled his shoulder and patted one of his holstered hand cannons. His people were in danger and now Ronan had gone too far. "That blue bastard better pray I don't get to him first or I'm putting a bullet between his eyes! He's a dead man walkin'."
The cowboy had a sadistic streak a country mile wide when it came to revenge for his friends and he was just as likely to take an angle grinder or a plasma torch to Ronan's eyes as he was to shoot him. "Rocket can you help me get my rig back up and running? I have a feelin' I'm gonna need it."