His Complexity

His vigorous fire dimmed, crawled up his sword guard and faded. A gigantic robot fell to the ground and busted into flames. Drone clustered around and extinguished the flames. Draven smirked and turned around, in taking his workmanship. He strolled across the piles of robots and jumped down from the platform. “Level 7? Piece of cake!”

“Yes, a piece of cake.”

Draven glanced at the speaker and continued walking.

“Hey kid, where is your girlfriend?”

Knowing who it was, Draven shouted “Get lost, grandpa! She isn’t here”

“Grandpa?” he frowned, wagging his Irish brows. “It’s Graham”

“Whatever!”

 “So, where is she…” Graham grabbed his shoulder. “I mean WolfQueen?”

“She isn’t here” Draven sighed and shrugged his shoulder from his grasp.

“Can you call her?”

“NO!!” Draven gulped down a mouthful of water.

“Fine.”

“Finally!” Draven massaged his temples and headed to an arena bot, fixing his next

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