The moment the doors to the gallery were open by the Inquisitor's power sword, the armsman was through them with his shotgun ready and sweeping the immediate room he had just gained access to. No immediate sight of traitors, daemons, curators, or even any security to prevent theft or show guests around. That didn't sit well with Stukov, one would think someone would be here to protect or look over such rare relics and pieces of lore and history at all times of the day. But no, there were no alarms, no one trying to find out why an armed band had just forced the lock on the door, with a power weapon no less, but his instincts were screaming bloody murder right now. There was something wrong, in a familiar sense, with this place. He was no psyker, but past exposure was leaving him more sensitive to the apparent corruption in this place. He could not put a finger on it, not formally, but he could feel something [i]wrong[/i] with this gallery. Smiles confirmed it with her blunt statement on corruption, and the quiet click as he unloaded the regular buckshot from his shotgun and grabbed a handful of shells with blessings inscribed upon them and loaded those instead. [color=9e0b0f]"I would bet money that whatever the hell is in here knows we are here now, if it didn't know we were coming before. Cultists or Daemons. I'm not sure about this anomaly within a nest of corruption, to be frank, but burn that bridge once we get there...."[/color] The armsman was wary and on edge, even more so than one would typically be when told of lurking daemons and heretics. He had been in this situation before, close quarters with traitors, heretics, and any other amalgamation of warp spawned horrors. Changing over to blessed buckshot was a small preventative measure, and about all Stukov had on him that might do more damage than standard ammunition load outs. He never trusted unchecked warp, in essence any non friendly Psyker, in its attempts to pervert and corrupt any and all within its boundaries and reach. An apparently uncorrupted anomaly within the den of evil, was it possible? Yes, Stukov supposed, it was possible. Did he think it likely, absolutely not. But he would err on the side of caution until proven otherwise. Until then, he was not so much looking at the artwork and relics as art and history, but scanning for anything wrong and a potential threat to their small party.