The Relentless had lost not a single bit of the fire he had had since the moment Grey disappeared. Grey had ruined not just one, but two of his disciples, and then just escaped right out from under his nose.
It was impossible for the man who had had the world in the palms of his hands for so very long to not be furious.
The problem was that deciphering the coordinates Grey had used took far more time than he expected. Grey had hidden them well, and The Relentless didn't have any talent in these matters, so he had left it up to the mech techs that he had picked out.
Unfortunately, his temper got the best of him, and because they were too slow, he ended up killing the first two in a furious rage. By the time he realized this wasn't helping him, the third one was half crippled and barely managed to crawl to the finish line and give him the coordinates he was looking for.
"… How about you fuck off instead?"
The voice came from everywhere and nowhere at the same time.
