"Judgement." He said as he pulled out an object. it is as a sphere, plated, with a superficial, removable knob on its top; standing on the treads of a tank at its sides; embedded in front by a ferret-skull with the addition of a downward dagger on the forehead, an articulate jaw, and a short spike as a nose. If attached to someone. "[b]LOOK THIS WAY![/b]" it shouted in a bombastic voice, the tank being dropped to the ground and making it's crawl to the end of the rooftop, Ghiaccio then kicked it so it would land on the rooftop Elvis currently was.