"hahaha!" Zegerus couldnt seem to contain himself after the fighter comment. "haga, oh man.. You got it all wrong pal! I-im no fighter! Im extremely weak! Its why i have this in the first place!" he pointes slightly to the gun slung around his back. In the light, Everyone could see it better. The markings on it were expertly handcraftet, the intricacies along the barrel added ti the pristine sound of the shot, the hand was polished and atop all of that, the hammer was silver plated. It was obvious Zegeruss cared about this gun, extremely. Not a single dirt mark or scratch could be seen.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>