Draig awoke with a groan, his use of the Fanged Twister had truly mangled his insides if he was still feeling the after effects.
'Damn mutt, made it look too easy' thought Draig holding his stomach in pain however he was greeted by the smiling faces of Zarra and his two colleagues.
"Hello Leech brat, glad to see your not dead" laughed Zarra before Jared smashed him in the back.
"He's playing, you should have seen the way he was panicking when you first got here and we ran a diagnositic" laughed Jared causing Zarra to glare at his friend promising pain.
"Why" came the simple question that stopped the silliness as Gregory and Jared took a step back leaving the floor to Zarra.
"Well I'm not gonna lie, I was hoping not to have this talk while I was alive" started Zarra but Draig cut in.
"Are you the cloaked man from the Orphanage" asked Draig causing Zarra's browse to shoot into his hairline.
"Y-You remember that" asked Zarra shocked
