Moriana handed Draven a pair of crutches, warning him once again to stay out of trouble. "Reaper, you better take it easy and let yourself heal. I won't always be around to save you," she said with concern in her voice.
Just as they were talking, a loud bang echoed from the door, and a guard stood outside, demanding Moriana to send the Reaper out if he was awake. "You need to go," she said, looking at Draven with a hint of reluctance.
"He's awake," Moriana replied to the guard. "But don't rush him. I would have kept him here if he was unconscious."
"It's okay, Moriana. You shouldn't have wasted your skills and time on someone like me," Draven cut her off, his tone tinged with disappointment. "Your talents deserve to be used on innocent people, not on a killer like myself."
