"Was I always into world domination?" I asked slyly, trying to see if he would let something slip.
"No, the exact opposite actually," admitted Cerberus. "And don't think that I don't know exactly what you are up to."
"Me? Up to something? Never," I gasped in mock outrage. "But seriously, could you tell me?"
"You always felt that trying to control the world was nothing but a headache waiting to happen. However, at the same time, you also felt that people needed justice."
"So, you are saying that I controlled my own world?" I asked, even more in the dark than ever as to what or who I could be.
"I am saying that you aren't going to get any further information from me, so stop trying," chucked Cerberus as we continued down the highway. It must have been close to noon now, but no one seemed to be stopping for lunch. I wonder how they were doing when it came to their supplies.
