Rasputin walked with a frightening calmness through the corridors, with those horrendous eyes that reflected evil, even though he enjoyed the silence, without any other fighter in sight.

Until he felt a presence, stopping in his tracks, wiping his hand on his monk's robes. Closing his eyes, he spoke in a deep voice.

Anubis. What a nice surprise..

Obviously he wasn't serious, since he didn't like him that much.