To: Miguel Ramirez.

[Korny]

Hah! Coulda' sworn you just called me stupid.

Nah...you wouldn't be that idiotic now, would you? ANYWAY. As I already told your errand-boy, I'm willing to pay for the medical treatment of my men, back on Malta. I'm still kinda' unsure what you mean by experimental, but I could visit your place with a truckload of my wounded soldiers, and we'll see what "wonders" you can do to 'em.

Be prepared that I'll bring five truckloads of perfectly fine soldiers if anything goes wrong, and you can say goodbye to your "clinic".

I hope that's clear then! Pleasure talking to you, mi amiga. Have a most PLEASENT day!