Lucas had followed the switcher along with the body of the councilman who had died. Seeing the switcher leave, he waited for the Grim reaper to wake up and out of the body which he did. Greed, the sixth card of the Grims. Hearing Lucas speak, he turned around with a curious expression on his face, taking a form of a mortal of this land of the living.
"Have we met before?" asked Greed.
"That depends on if you remember me, Greed," said Lucas, his body still leaning towards the tree with a calm and collected expression on his face. On Lucas' words, the man stared at him, wondering while taking in a deep breath of the scent that was surrounding him.
"A Grim is here to meet me," announced Greed, a smile forming on his lips which was wide and looked like it stretched until the ends of his cheeks, "To what do I owe you the pleasure? Reveal yourself," he said but Lucas was in no mood to do it.