After nearly losing it, Vox took a break from Valentino's rants about Angel Dust and walked through the pride ring. He enjoyed the fresh smell of blood in the filthy air. Vox took a smell of it and when he opened his eyes again, he could see Alastor strolling down the street His eyes narrowed and watered slightly, still heartbroken from parting from the radio demon. Fox stormed towards him and pointed at him "You have a lot of nerve showing your fuckin face here, you old-timey trash-bag!"