Damien arched a brow. He wondered that in between caring about their dignity and reputation, the healers even had the time to care for the ones who were in need of their help.
He hated being taunted and he hated being treated like he was beneath others just because his position and status weren't as good as theirs. And Damien had plenty of experience in handling bullies like Azriel who relied on their big daddies behind them. He smiled at the man before turning to look at Xavier. "Xavier, what do you think you are doing? Don't you know that men as old as him sometimes go senile? You shouldn't treat a man who has lost his mind so heavily."
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"Are you calling me crazy?" Azriel seemed to have cottoned on to what Damien was trying to say. His face turned red with embarrassment and anger.
