Vinashy looks at Dog confused. "Rules of nature? Rules [i]clearly[/i] don't apply here. Unless you think that a talking metal box is normal." He grins, showing his fangs. He turns to Zanni. "Clown. Do those zombies still have any blood in them? I'm thirsty." He licks his lips. He takes a massive recurve bow off the wall, along with a quiver full of arrows.