[b][i]The air goes stale around one of the ship's itself, the back bay doors opening to reveal a man, his shadowy black cloak swaying in the air behind him due to the strong winds, his face engulfed in darkness casted by his onyx black hood. The figure slowly stepped out of the NTR ship, revealing 3 distinct revolvers on the left of a black combat belt, with a customized AK-47 resting at the right. He looks over, admiring the handiwork of the man, not bothering to speak as he approached. [/i][/b]