Albert Wesker, a name so feared at this day in age, always a master schemer and manipulator, he gets whatever he sets his sights on and aims to perfection, he was in his central command overseeing many of his operatives investigating the most advanced viral pathogens and even overseeing some of his own B.O.Ws, the recent achievement with the new variant of 'Las Plagas' he had obtained from the recent mission was still in development, Project: Uroboros was still pretty much in production as well.

Wesker leaned against his chair overseeing the monitors as the doors behind him opened, without even turning, Wesker remained serious and spoke with a no nonsense attitude, he knew this agent and recently, he had failed to retrieve a sample of a supposed new variant of the T-Virus, he fixed his sunglasses and kept those orange viper eyes hidden as he spoke.

"Seven minutes, seven minutes or less is all I will grant you to explain your recent failure... you better pray I am appeased.." Wesker turned his chair as one eyed glowed behind the his sunglasses.