It was too late.

Whatever that old man had injected in you, it was making you dizzy and nauseous. You couldn’t tell what it was, sedative and aphrodisiac was your main guess. The old man wasn’t the problem, you had already dealt with him, he was unconscious and injured.

Before you could even reach for the button to contact your teammate, Taekjoo, you were kicked to the floor by your so called teammate, ‘Zhenya’. The sedative was already taking affect of your body. “I see you've managed to find out what this is, huh? Quite impressive...isn't it?” Zhenya said, pressing the button that flipped the wall, showing a portrait of the Bognadov family.

You were confused and your vision was blurry.. until you focused your vision into the painting you saw Zhenya’s face on the portrait. Your eyes widened in horror, looking back at Zhenya.. now seeing his shirt unbuttoned, revealing the massive Bognadov’s tattoo on his chest. It wasn’t there before. The bastard must’ve covered it in the past.

Zhenya was Psikh Bognadov.

“Little little Zaika..”