Morpheus was completely and utterly dumbfounded as he saw the women dressed in black leather clothes suck the blood off of the Russian group with great relish. He then stared at the vampire in the red dress standing in front of him with a green box in hand.
"Alex Bathory?" He asked with great doubt.
The blonde woman nodded with a smile. "That's right."
Morpheus remained silent for a few moments and then his eyes narrowed. He raised the detonator in front of him and coldly muttered, "Prove it or I press the button."
The woman looked at the detonator, then at the explosives on his vest, and then finally at Morpheus. A moment later, she burst into laughter as she covered her mouth.
A crazed glint flashed through Morpheus' eyes as he growled. "Don't test my patience, woman. I'll take all of you with me."