Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-36309590-20180818042822/@comment-36309590-20180819002235

Zelevas' hands emanate a bright golden glow as he freezes both projectiles in time and walks to one side of the arena. He then removes his two pistols, his ammo, and his two knives and places them on the ground at his feet.

"Figured I'd ditch these. After all..." He says as he draws the Immortalis Gladio from it's sheath. "Its not as if I'll need them.