I see... That is... Interesting... Sona looks at Draven, starting to have a change of opinion about this man. He used to seem like his brother, simply mad for blood, though from the fact he had said that, and that he decided to visit Sona, he doesn't seem like something similar to Darius. Quite the opposite as a matter of fact...
The art of many things... It is quite true that art can come in many different form... My favorite is, obviously, music... Though I do appreciate the art of what nature shows us... As
for killing... Perhaps I don't appreciate it as much as you would, Draven...
Yes, I`ll admit that killing is something you have to be raised upon and within the confines of Noxus, it is a perfect breeding ground for natural-born killers. But it also showcases the basic rule of life: survival of the fittest...
Draven`s expression turns serious as he recalls his past.
My brother and I had to fend, fight, steal, kill, hunt and survive on our own for the longest time. When we finally became of age we jumped on the chance to be in the military. For street orphans like us, it was the best way to finally get a meal, a bed and...a career.
Draven lets out another laugh.
Overtime I finally got to see what life was like beyond the streets which allowed me to appreciate the finer things.
Draven smiles. In fact its because of that view that I decided to strive higher.