Vaati and Zant watched as others gathered by the boxes each one grabbing and opening a few boxes and obtaining what was in essence a form of powerup or special item. As Zant had watched something had him wonder about something as he began to approach the boxes as well looking for one that called out to him by writing or by other means. His sudden response in the form of an angered display of stamping a foot upon the ground.<br/><br/>"<span style="color: #00BF00">What nothing for me how dare you not grant me a gift like the others!</span>" Spoke Zant in hatred and anger as he fell to his knees and began banging his hands upon the floor like a child having a temper tantrum.<br/><br/>Vaati approached Zant finding his display annoying and felt he needed to get him to stop his foolishness. "Zant." Vaati's words seemed to not reach its intended target. "Zant!" Still no visible response.<br/><br/>Vaati cracked his knuckles as he began to focus the magic his current state held, and as he did wind began whipping around his form while his body became covered in dark energy before his body began to alter. Finally the dark energy dissipated from his body, yet the wind still whirled around him, Vaati was now much taller than before. His hair was now even longer and moved with the wind. A golden headdress with two long horns was situated on his head. His pupil-less eyes now shined blood-red their gaze fixed on Zant. He was clothed in robes of darkness, the folds underneath his hands glowing with fire. A massive eye on his stomach now stared unblinkingly at Zant.<br/><br/>The transformation complete Vaati decided to speak to Zant once more though his voice had also been altered by the magic that had transformed him granting it an almost demonic tone.<br/><br/>"<span style="color: #FF0000"><span style="font-weight: bold">Zant cease your foolishness!!!</span></span>" Shouted Vaati as he unleashed a jet of powerful wind at Zant who due to his focus on complaining and childish antics was not fully aware of what was going on behind him having just enough time to turn and face Vaati before being launched towards the wall that stood beyond him and Vaati, the sudden impact causing damage to both the wall and Zant though the wall seemed to have been dealt the worst of the damage, as Zant had only a few minor injuries and a visible crack on his mask.<br/><br/>"<span style="color: #FF0000">Have you forgotten what you hold? You hold a fragment of your god's power yet you seek the use of lesser powers that fail in comparison of that power. You are capable of many things, you hold magic to summon both weapons and countless creatures. You hold power to alter the world around you, not even your body has any limits being able to alter it's size. If anything you already had your gift before we were even here.</span>" Though he wasn't fully sure of how the fragment of Ganondorf's power that Zant held compared to the mods that were in the room Vaati was more focused on pointing out the obvious, Zant already had his mod in the form of that fragment of power Ganondorf had granted him.<br/><br/>Zant after recovering from the surprise attack got back to his feet seeming more ticked till Zavyr had spoken of the power Zant held. He stood there for a moment thinking before raising an outstretched hand as if trying to reach for something far from him and within seconds summoned a scimitar made of some sort of black metal alloy. He brought the blade closer as his helmet retracted granting him a better chance ti inspect the summoned weapon he was currently holding.<br/><br/>"<span style="color: #00BF00">Seems you have a point, why bother with such weak things they are probably mere toys in the eyes of my god.</span>"