Like Yuri had anticipated, he was dead last to the destination. The sprint was not that taxing to the Russian though. He had dashed away from many a chase in his revolutionary lifetime.

Yuri arrived in front of the abandoned house Razielle had lead them to, slightly panting. Despite the scrapping of the angelic servants, they were still leagues ahead of the human body. The Cyborgels went inside with the Russian following, taking a glance back to see if anyone was watching them. Inside, the litterbots seemed to be having a party to an old song but they paid no attention to the newcomers.

Lee carried and placed the unconscious Ethan on a bed before turning to Yuri. She wanted to clarify that the Russian knew what they were. "Ah, yes. We know what you Cyborgels truly are." Yuri answered. "Or at least what our evidence points to and what we can infer from said evidence."

"I am Yuri by the way, Yuri Volkova. Ex-New Society military and currently part of the Revolution." The revolutionary formally introduced himself. "Now then, what would you like to know first?"