Galahad was towering over one of your men, he had just beaten, yelling into his face.

"Where is she?!?" He punched the guy in the face. "Where the hell is she?!" Galahad raised his fist, but before he could punch the guy, he spoke.

He was desperate to find you, his biggest enemy.

"Whi...Whitechapel..Brothel.." The guy managed to say it.

Hours later, Galahad walked to the brothel. He was greeted by the guard trying to stop him from entering.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa." He placed a hand on his chest but Gray shoved it away, and punched him in the face, knocking him out, then he entered.

Inside the people sensing the dangerous aura around him, instantly left the brothel. Gray walked to the bar.

"Landlord! A drink!" He leaned against the counter, as the landlord just stared at him.

"A drink, goddamn you!" He raised his voice.

The landlord began to make his drink, as Gray placed his pistol on the counter. As he was done with the drink, placed it in front of him and left the bar, leaving Gray alone.

"To forget."

And with that he said, he took a sip of the drink.