Grizzwald's eyes narrowed in thought. The Guildmaster answered his question, but he couldn't help but notice a nagging little voice in the back of his head. There was something more behind this than they saw before them. Why the exception for them? Himself, Dawn and Rabbit all had good scores and proved themselves the best of their iteration. And he assumed Ketsuki did as well or he wouldn't be here right now. But they weren't the best group, not by far.
Were they just cannon fodder, some kind of peace offering, or maybe they were a sacrifice. Birdman couldn't say, but the open road was calling and he could hear Annabelle begging for him to turn her on and ride her hard, possibly putting her away dirty and smoking. He tossed the departing boss a quick salute before jumping down from the truck and doing one last check up. He grabbed the caulk blocks and hopped up onto the back end of the semi where a little heavy armored shed was bolted and welded to a tungsten steel plate that was in turn welded to the frame of the truck itself. This was the truck supply shed, extra fuel, some tire patch kits, and a few larger tools were placed inside and strapped to the walls. The door was heavy, armored, and was secure by a padlock that made lock picking tools and explosives cry in fear. The truck keys shared the same key ring so the Driver quickly pulled them from his pocket and unlocked the shed glancing inside to make sure everything was there and secure before tossing the caulk blocks in and relocking the door.
They were ready and Grizzwald Night's mouth was beginning to water in anticipation. He ran around the truck and jumped into his seat sliding his rifle into a special holster besides his seat before jamming the key into the ignition and cranked Annabelle to life. She roared and rumbled telling the world she was awake and everyone should just get the fuck out of the way! He let Annabelle rumble and circulate her blood through her veins. Everyone was in, all the doors were closed. A huge smile crossed his face. "Oh yeah." Grizz hung his mask on the back of his seat and kicked Annabelle into gear and brought her into the light of the dangerous and dusty world. Grizz pulled a pair of aviator glasses down from the sun visor and put them on dipping the brim of his hat a little over them before he rolled to the outer gates of the compound holding his breath just in case this whole thing turned into some cruel hazing joke by Mr. Yorkmizer and the other vets. But as the perimeter guard checked them off and waved them through the gate Grizz let out a shaky breath and locked his eyes on that uncertain horizon. He shouted a single warning before he lost himself in the rumble of the truck's engine. "Hold on tight! We're gonna burn the road behind us and leave the world in the dust!"