The Legendary System

Who is This Chick?

While she was out on a rampage,

Beneath the ground, Draven was alive, barely hanging by a thread. Lower limbs blown to bits, with blue glints, with charred red skin; covered in burns from head to toes, without an once of hair.

A rotting smell speard though his premature grave. His fingers quivered; desperately hugged the spatial pouch, tight to his chest.

A green figure walked back and forth in his mind space, he muttered "Why? Why did you do this?"

"How can you be so reckless? This is your damn body!" He said, staring down at his lifeless host.

Endless pain in his lungs, coughed his eyes open. "Aah! Oh! Ah!" He struggled to raise his dismembered body. 

Vernon shouted "Don't move, Idiot! Your body is down to ten percent!"

Draven said inbetween his cough. "Why didn't you do anything?"

Vernon said "I can't! I am bound to my host's will. I can't do anything without your permission"

His charred face darkened to a deeper