When Alex woke up from the surprise attack Richter did, he saw that he was once again inside the isolated room. Yet this time he wasn't bound in chains and he still had his weapons. At first Alex was confused as to what was happening and wanted to figure out what plan the b*stard of a grandfather was concocting this time,
Alex then checked his gun and saw that it had no bullets. So the only thing Alex could use at the moment was his sword. While Alex was assessing the situation, Richter looked at him amused by his actions.
'Hmm, it would seem that he was finally able to calm down. I guess the sudden influx of different emotions had momentarily blinded my brilliant grandson. Just a little more, just a tiny push and he would finally become the perfect Greyhound.'
The two simply look at each other for some time. Both of them said nothing, as the other simply observed the person in front of him. Alex who was still a bit agitated was the first to speak.
