"My weapon is just a regular whip infused with my ...........negative magic." Zed said standing from his seat. "Its only use for me is to keep the animals on this planet from slaughtering each other. The whip was a gift from my mother and if keeping it makes her happy then I'll have it in my grasp for the rest of my life." He looks down at his desk with a wicked grin."Plus ripping peoples heads of with your bear hands is better than using a tool."