Chapter 35: The Elimination List
"Listen to me," Draven whispered dangerously. "You better change the way you talk to me. I will not tolerate your minglings any further."
Neville scoffed. His wounded pride flared into pure rage. The trauma of his recent defeat twisted his face into an ugly sneer.
"You think you can lecture me?" Neville spat. "You are just some rabble that can be found on the streets. You are nothing."
"Nothing, yeah? Sure, you can call me that. It's not like you can do anything to me. Let me tell you why I am here first though." said Draven, holding it in.
"Oh yeah! I can do a lot of things to you, slum boy. But let's hear you out. This Hero shall amuse you." Neville said cockily as he started to pour water from the Jug.
"I am here to check up on you. Recently, there was a Fire-blast incident in the Bastion. You know about that, I saw you on the TV giving the interview. I was involved in that incident."
