"V.V. Argost: You wound me, dear boy. Of course I'll be plotting behind your back. I'm going to deceive you, manipulate you and when I've gotten what I want...well....I'll let your imagination conjure up the gruesome finale. Your only hope of survival is that somehow, the things I teach you will be enough for a 12 year-old boy to outwit the world's most dangerous mind, before I render you to pieces like a wolverine with a squeak toy!"