As he sat down, Raven carefully took off the long white cloth hugging Ozul's torso.
The front of his body seemed perfectly fine from the outside even if it hurt from the inside. His back, however, still bore the evidence of his near-death experience.
But if someone asked him, he didn't feel worried that he was about to die in that situation. He regretted taking on the task since he was in so much pain. But if he really thought about it, he didn't feel much at the prospect of approaching death.
Would there be endless nothingness in death? He pondered in vain, knowing full well that he would never know since he surely wouldn't be able to think or feel after death.
'How nice would that be...'
As he fantasized over this matter, Raven had finished 'unwrapping' him.
