Zealik entered the wharehouse stops beyond the door and looks around "pathetic" he said to himself as he continues down a dimly lit corrador. He approuches a large rack takes two katanas into his hand then weighed them for a secound turned a headed toward the door. A gard approuched him "arent you goning to grab a gun?" Zealik stops turns to him looking him straght in the eyes "guns are for weaklings"he said and wallks out the door.