Morpheous felt as if a part of his soul was getting ripped away, as he saw the drop of blood trickle down Caroline's throat.
All that could feel was an immense anger and rage, but at the same time he felt all charged up. Even though the questions that Mogwai asked were related to the history of the United States, he was able to answer them from his memory.
At that time of peril, he didn't realize how he was doing it, but when Mogwai threw the coin back at him, he could sense that there was a weird surge running inside him. The same surge that he had felt when he had to save his brother from Nubeous, the same surge when he had to slow down time on the terrace.
Holding the coin of trade in his hand, Morpheus looked at Mogwai in surprise.
"You believe it now. Don't you?" Asked Mogwai and walked towards the front side of the couch, propping himself up, to sit comfortably.
"I guess… I…" And all of a sudden he was bombarded with a plethora of information.
