She began circling the table where Death still sat, her fingers trailing across the wooden surface.
"Tell me, have you revealed your true name to Jack yet? Does he know that his patron god, the mysterious Draven, who's been guiding him with half-truths and hidden agendas, is actually Zeus? The king of Olympus himself, reduced to lurking in the divine realm and working through a mortal champion because he's too afraid to act directly?"
Draven's jaw clenched, storm clouds overhead intensifying as his fury threatened to erupt again. "My name is my own business. Jack doesn't need to know every detail of my past to benefit from my guidance."
