"What the hell have you done to my friend?" Daran hissed.
"Relax, man. Do I look as if I've hurt him at all?"
"Where is Ziggy?"
"He's not feeling well. He's sleeping right now."
At Daran's sudden movement, Gozano growled.
"Stop messing around! If you hit this body with your weapons, Ziggy dies too."
"So he's locked up inside there with you?"
"Didn't I say that he is sleeping right now?"
"Wake him up. I want to speak with him."
Gozano sighed. "He's not feeling very well. I can let you speak to him for five minutes. Any more than that and he will pass out with pain."
"Wait. He's in pain?"
"Why do you constantly repeat what I say? I just told you he's sleeping and it's not because he's lazy and don't want to wake up. He's hurt. Bad."
"How…how did he get hurt?"
Gozano pressed his lips into a thin line.
"How do warriors get hurt? The usual way. He was out doing his job."
