Gorron was in shock and he couldn't tell if he was being made a fool right now. It was because he was there on that day when the twelfth Grim was sent to the oblvision. There was no way this reaper was alive, but here he stood, with his scythe that changed its form and so did his robes that were much more darker in black, compared to the dusty black that was worn by the Grims and lower reapers.
"Who are you?" asked Gorron even though he noticed that every feature of this reaper resembled to one of the creation of Crane.
Lucas cocked his head to the side, "Why do you ask useless questions that you already know of?" he asked the Hawvert.
"I think he is in shock," Rower murmured, who stood next to Lucas.
The Hawvert's bones moved closer which were on his forehead as if furrowing deep as he looked at Lucas.
