Several days later...

Draven is currently stumbling through a rocky area in Limbo, his wounds still have yet to finish healing and the sky has grown dark and stormy.

Draven: "(panting) I can't be far."

He spots an old military facility just past some boulders ahead.

Draven: "(smirking) Bingo."

Draven trips over a small rock as he makes his way over.

Draven: "(deep breath) You can do this. Vauntra can't be that difficult compared to Xyonex."

He gets back on his feet as rain begins to fall around him.

Draven: "(deep breath) Especially when they've got to limit their troops."

He stumbles over to the building as the rocks in front of him begin to roll without a wind.

Draven: "(exhausted) I don't have time for you bastards anyways!"

Draven releases a small jolt of lightning that rapidly travels across the raindrops, frying any and all enemies in the area.

Draven: "(exhausted) I've got one fucking bitch to kill."

He trips again.

Draven: "(in head) Good thing it's Vauntra I'm dealing with."

He gets back on his feet.

Draven: "(mumbling) Hated this bitch in the first place."

He heads inside.

Meanwhile...

Vauntra is currently polishing two small crossbows in the back of a large, dark room designed to be almost unaffected by explosions.

Vauntra: "(pissed) Kills more than half the Blood Saints, forces the Entity to get involved, and then makes me have to clean up the mess. Just my fucking luck!"

She places her hand on the ground.

Vauntra: "(pissed) Makes me just want to make their heads just fucking-"

A chunk of the floor explodes like a bomb, scinging Vauntra's hand.

Vauntra: "(pissed) Fuck!"

It slowly begins to heal.

Vauntra: "(pissed) Fucking hell!"

She tosses a crossbow at the wall.

Vauntra: "(pissed) Fuck you Draven! I'll gladly incinerate your god damn corpse!"

A good while later...

Draven keeps smashing his face into walls as he tries to locate Vauntra in this labyrinth.

Draven: "(exhausted) Damn, I burned through more energy than I thought."

He collapses again, his morning star sliding across the ground and bashing against a wall.

Draven: "(deep breath) Vauntra can't be the death of me, I'd rather die to someone like Ralyn or Lemorse!"

He grabs the morning star as he pulls himself to his feet.

Draven: "(exhausted) Her and Lithius are the real scum here."

He stumbles down the halls using the wall as support.

???: "You agree with me on that rotting prick?"

Vauntra's voice echoed.

Draven: "(gritting teeth) Well look who's ready to join him!"

Vauntra: "Really? You think someone as battered and beaten as you can take me on?"

Draven: "(smirking) More than capable."

Vauntra: "Let's see if you can still stand by the time you get here!"

Draven pours every ounce of strength into his legs.

Draven: "(smirking) You'll be begging me to show mercy by the end of it!"

Draven picks up the pace, trying to find the room where Vauntra is hiding.

Draven: "(in head) Where is she hiding?"

He comes up to a door that is slightly ajar parallel to one completely closed.

Draven: "(in head) Come out come out you fucking-"

His thoughts are cut off when he takes two arrows from the other side of the closed door and sent flying into the ajar one.

Vauntra: "Wasn't I right?"

Vauntra walks into the room as the arrows explode, taking chunks out of Draven's stomach.

Draven: "(in pain) You sly-"

Vauntra shoots his arm holding the morning star, causing him to drop it and render the arm useless.

Vauntra: "(smirking) What was that traitor?"

She drops her weapons and picks up the morning star.

Vauntra: "I can't hear you!"

She tosses it straight into the air, having it explode as it reaches it's highest point, causing the ceiling to crack.

Draven: "(in pain) Damn!"

She picks up her weapons again as the cracks grow larger.

Vauntra: "Look at you, you should've just let yourself kick the bucket against Xyonex."

She holds a crossbow at point blank range against his neck.

Vauntra: "You can't move, you can't fight, and you can hardly breathe. What're your thoughts on your deathbed?"

Pieces of the ceiling begin to fall, probably thanks to the harsh rain outside.

Vauntra: "Do you have nothing to say?"

Draven uses his one functioning arm to grab his scarf as Vauntra shoots off one of his legs.

Vauntra: "Answer me!"

A small chunk of ceiling crashes into her skull.

Draven: "(smirking) I've got nothing to say to someone as annoying as you."

She picks up the chunk and throws it into the air for another explosion, causing the ceiling to break more.

Vauntra: "(menacingly) What was that ya little shit?"

Rain starts seeping into the room, it all making contact with Draven's scarf.

Draven: "(smirking) I said..."

Draven ensnares Vauntra's neck in the scarf as more and more rain covers the area.

Draven: "(determined) I've got nothing to say!"

In that instance, a large lightning bolt strikes Draven's scarf, electrocuting Vauntra.

Vauntra: "Wh-What the hell?!"

She's trying to rip the scarf off, but Draven is using every scrap of strength he's got to keep her trapped in this endless stream of lightning bolts.

Draven: "It was over the second you threw away my weapon!"

Vauntra can feel her flesh cracking like leaves and her heart dying out.

Vauntra: "(dying) Draven!"

She tries to hold her weapons, but all the metal does is amplify the power of the blasts and unable to hold them.

Draven: "See ya in hell bitch!"

Vauntra soon falls like a leaf and shatters into a million pieces as Draven lets himself remain in this cold rain.

Draven: "(exhausted) Five... left..."

His eyes are wandering.

Draven: "(drowsy) I... need... sleep..."

He falls asleep as the door to the room begins to move.

???: "I'd better bring him back if he wants to tell the tale."

Crowe steps into the room, clenching a mace under his cloak as he walks over to Draven.

Crowe: "You crazy bastard."

He grabs what remains of Draven and uses his scarf to help keep him up.

Crowe: "You're lucky to be alive."

He gives Draven the mace by attaching it to his waist before they leave...