[color=8493ca][b][h3]Galbrek Ravenovich [/h3][/b][/color]

It was slowly in which the eyes were opened and the half-demon adjusted his sight to the bright light.

[b][color=8493ca]"Shut that fucking light off..."[/color][/b] He muttered, squinting and trying to lean back up and feeling overall groggy. Where was he, and why did his legs feel so.The half-demon set his eyes down to his bandaged legs, he tried to move his legs but couldn't feel his feet. He looked to the individual who was next to him, the face slightly obscured by the light.

[color=f6989d]"Ahh! Master Galbrek, It would seem like the drugs you had in the bedroom came to use."[/color] The overly familiar sound of his doll came into memory. Fegin.

[b][color=8493ca]"Fegin! Don't tell me you wasted my expensive shit? Ahh fuck! Help me stand."[/color][/b] He commanded as he slammed away the lamp which was hovered over him as he was lying down.

[color=f6989d]"Master, It is not a good idea. We have just managed to stop the bleeding, your legs are too weak, you cannot-"[/color] Fegin began to explain to his half-demon master.

[b][color=8493ca]"Did you just call me weak, Fegin?"[/color][/b] His attention flipped to his doll, as he tried to move his legs to the side. [b][color=8493ca]"I-I... my legs.. I can't feel them."[/color][/b] He said to himself aloud, his face growing white and his eyes looking unfocused as if staring out into nothingness.The half-demon let out a slight sniff, and then attempted to lift his both legs to the side in order to properly sit up. The half-demon quickly became aware how painful that was and he threw his upper body against the pillow again. [b][color=8493ca]"Fuck! Shit! Look what that bastard has done to me!"[/color][/b] He yelled out in utter disbelief, mixed with anger and the realization that he had indeed gotten crippled.

[b][color=8493ca]"Fegin..."[/color][/b] Galbrek said, his hair falling down over his eyes as he sat back up, his head turning to the nearby window.

[color=f6989d]"Yes master?"[/color] The doll replied, tilting his head as he did.

[b][color=8493ca]"Carry me. Carry me over there."[/color][/b] He said in a solemn tone of voice, his right hand pointing to the chair next to the window.

[color=f6989d]"As you wish..."[/color] Fegin replied, throwing a look towards Giselle which stood in the doorway to the room their master were located, before picking up the short half-demon.

[b][color=8493ca]"Careful.. you lout..."[/color][/b] The half-demon said through gritted teeth, as he was carried over to the chair, giving him a slight view of the street outside.Taking a look outside of the window, the half-demon began to watch various people pass by, some drove past with various vehicles. A truck passed by. A mailboy on a bike soon after. It was then that he saw it. His path forwards.

Just outside of his window, across the street were an elderly woman in a wheelchair, waiting to cross the road.

[b][color=8493ca]"Fegin... Destroy the video recordings. I have a new task for you."[/color][/b] The half-demon said, as he allowed a minor smile to decorate his bruised and badly beaten face.

[i][color=8493ca]'If they think they have me beaten, they are dead wrong! I'll get it back! I'll get everything back!'[/color][/i]