An abandoned warehouse with lights on was a dead giveaway that something was going down. With the things had been going recently in New York there could not be any good to come from what was going down in that warehouse. Kaz took in a deep breath before heading into action. He was completely unaware of any trap being set, and honestly it wouldn't phase him to know that it was a trap. He was brash and headstrong, he would take on any fight head on, very little would slow him down or stop him from confrontation.<br/><br/>As he broke into the warehouse the Kazakan family was in the middle of a drug exchange, and woman was in the room with them. Kaz assumed she was just a wife of one of the members in attendance, and thus he paid her no more attention past the fact that she was smoking a cigarette. His focus was on those actually exchanging money and large cases of what looked like cocaine, enough to be worth hundreds of thousands of dollars if not possibly millions. Kaz went into action as he began to lay a beat down on the family members who were present along with many of their henchmen.<br/><br/>After five of the men had been taken down a brief lull in the action presented itself as they surrounded him. He had lost sight of the woman in the room as she was not the focus. "Well, you all seem rather feisty, I can't believe you ass stains never seem to learn." His words were harsh, his voice conveyed cockiness as he tried to humiliate them and bring some intimidation. Then back to action he went, a flurry of punches and kicks as he started to lay waste to the many men in the room with flawless ease.