Gold sat up from the chair, shuddering. He yawned, feeling tired and suffering from a pained back. shrugging, he walked into the equipment room, pulling on 2 pistol holsters and slipping two of his usual high caliber revolvers into the holsters, along with a rifle along his back. He wandered out into the Arena, and said "Requesting a cooperative battle experience. Anybody want to fight alongside me against a random threat?"