[@CreedTheChimera]

	"...I..am Raiden....right hand...to the lordess of the sith." Raiden says, hobbling forwards. "Take..that hand off your sword, before I make you eat the damn thing..." He growls, before spitting up blood. "..Correction...take your hand off...that sword, and help me...I'll pay you..handsomely..." He starts, before he spits up more blood. "God damn creature, dragging me into space...to keep myself...together..it damaged my organs. If I don't get medical help soon, I'll have to resort to a rather..nasty tactic for the both of us..." Raiden warns, him not at all looking to be doing well.