The man in armour looks at the other, still not turning towards you, and shrugs.<br/><strong>"Permission granted",</strong>the man in black boomed with a surprisingly strong voice...much like a man used to command. "Though it's him that's the Captain Drago", he allowed.<br/>Drago turns towards you, and measures you from head to toes. He's got a big, round, expressive-looking face which is frozen in a mask of impassivity. No muscles move on his face even as he looks at the two of you.<br/><strong>"No, it's him",</strong>he finally says.<br/>It's only then that you notice that their faces are surprisingly similar. Almost like twins, if you freeze one twin's face off. The man in black has surprisingly quick changes of expression.<br/><strong>"Yeah, but he's the Ivan Drago",</strong>the other laughs heartily.<strong>"The one and only. I'm Volodimir Drago, and you can call me Volodya! Now come here and tell us what is it that you want."</strong>