To say he hated healers was an understatement.

You stayed in the backline, healing your tank and damage dealers as they pushed forward, just doing your part as a support. You didn't worry much about being the one in danger, as you figured the enemy would focus on the ones in the frontline. That is until you were grabbed out of nowhere, and dragged backwards. You tried to turn your head to see who it was, but you were unable to. Despite that, due to the sharp claws on the person's gloves, that were digging into your stomach, you could recognize that it was Reaper. You knew he was ruthless, especially when it came to the backline.