As Draven soared toward the Thief's End with vengeance burning in his heart, Handler and Victoria's flying ship emerged through the clouds. The airship gracefully cut through the misty veil, reaching Draven's position. However, he didn't slow down. Instead, he flapped his wings powerfully, propelling himself forward.
"Stop, we need to talk, Reaper," Victoria called out.
With swift precision, she nocked an arrow and released it. Despite the fierce wind resistance and Draven's tremendous speed, the arrow flew true, finding its mark in Draven's hand. Attached to the arrow was a note.
"If you want to help innocent people, come talk to us one last time," Draven read the message written on the note.
"They're trying to play us, damn it," Margoth's voice growled within Draven's thoughts.
