Drake had broken out into a sweat, Danny looked concerned. "Drake are you OK? Can you contact Drax?"
Drake concentrated for a moment, he seemed to be in discomfort "I can't, but that's not all. My legs...hurt. My feet...I can feel them. I've been cut off from the radiation and my healing powers seem to be repairing the damage it did, I can even feel the muscle mass being built back up. So I guess there's bad news and there's good news. The bad news is that you won't have Drax for this mission." Drake stood up, not even leaning on the arms of is chair. "The good news is that Nightwatch is here to take his place."
Ozzy grinned from his place on the ramp "All right!"
