"Message?" he asked.
At the mention of a vague message from his mother, Ray's entire attention was directed towards the two people standing about ten feet in front of him, with a clear look of curiosity on his face.
Kleatro didn't see a need to dabble around and instantly went ahead to play the well-constructed voice of his mother for him.
"Live. Live and live well my son" A loud voice that strongly resembled that of his mother, echoed across the huge hall they were all in.
"Isn't it funny that that was her last wish for you yet you keep treating the life I gave you like it means nothing?"
"I swear to do better…" Ray quickly responded regardless of the pain he still felt in his body, with hopes that Kleatro might decide to forgive him if he saw how repentant he was.