From the Court building exited an old man with lilac hair. He waited on the stairs a while and looked around. Then he smirked in victory. He found, what he was looking for. He found the person that finally got him out of the jail. The man slowly went down the stairs and went to nearby black limousine. He opened the doors and quickly got in.

Inside was an old man with long gray hair, dressed in costly clothes, waiting for him. They both nodded theirs heads for a greeting.

"Its pleasure seeing you again, Lord Voltaire," the lilac haired man smirked.

The addressed man scowled, "Enough of this absurdity Boris. I want to know, what was so important, that you wanted me to get you out of the jail, especially after you disappointed me so much."

Boris's face got serious look.

"Fine, end of the game," he said seriously, "I know, where is Project Sphinx."

Voltairs eyes narrowed. In that project he put as much effort as in Kai and Black Dranzer. But the blader got away ten years ago and they were looking for him since then, but unsuccessfully.

"Are you sure?" Voltaire asked.

Boris nodded, "I had enough time in jail to think about it, and I am hundred percent sure."

Voltaire smiled wickedly, "Excellent. I want him. As soon as possible."

On Boris's face appeared the same wicked smile, "As you wish, my Lord."

Both men in the limousine smirked. Project Sphinx will be soon in theirs hands again, and then nothing will stand in their way to world domination.