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It was as if we had been waiting for this exact moment, as if something in us had always known we'd end up shoulder to shoulder, cutting down the same enemies with the same recklessness. And it was fucking awesome. Marco swung a knife at Adrian, the blade flashing under the weak light, but Adrian blocked it with the butt of the shotgun and slammed him back against the wall with a grunt that sounded like half pain and half rage. I was already moving toward him, my katana slashing wildly like I was Kamado Tanjiro and I caught Marco's ear as he tried to duck away, the blade slicing clean through before I even realized what had happened. His howl was like a furious animal, like the sound of a ma

Wanting to see to the extent that the girl's eyes could endure the temptation of showing her darrel's grave, although Bella would never have been able to meet him even if only by a mountain of dirt. Yes, Marco was indeed a ruthless man with no compassion at all. It is evident with the body of an AD darrel that vanished even without a trace from the earth, after obliterating the darrel. Marco told pablo to take the man's body to his pets, he innoculously told pablo to throw the bloody corpse into the pit where the lions were waiting for their rations.

It resembled a massive stone golem, towering over 30 meters high. "What the fuck am I supposed to do against that!" Yelled out Marcus the fear beginning to show on his face. The titan lift one leg and smashed down into a group of soldiers. The cries of his comrades could be heard in every direction. 'I checked, double checked! There was no enemy force anywhere in these woods besides the Army that was camped on the other side of the bridge.' A volley of fireballs and shards of ice were shot at the titan. Boom boom boom boom! All of the spells struck the titan's upper body. Although Marcus could not see the damage done the titan was no longer moving.

I saw one of Farro's men aiming the gun in Jairon's direction, as if he were waiting for him to notice the two dead bodies. "Come on!" I came out of hiding to push Jairon as soon as he noticed the bodies. "ARGH!" I bit my lip and groaned when I felt the bullet enter the side of my stomach. Despite that, I still managed to shoot the enemy. I shot the van constantly, because their plan was completely foiled they decided to retreat. "Quennie!" Jairon said, full of concern, as he moved to my side. I just shut my eyes while leaning on his chest as I put some pressure on my stomach to prevent the bleeding.

"And I don't need his permission to defend myself from you." Marco let out a harsh, humorless chuckle. "Let's see it then." Without another word, he closed the distance between us with terrifying speed. He didn't hold back his mass. He lunged forward, his massive hand shooting out to grab my weapon arm. I tried to pivot smoothly just as I had done with Alex, but Marco’s sheer physical strength was entirely different. Before I could completely shift my weight, his fingers locked around my forearm like a steel vice. With a brutal twist, he forced my wrist downward, sending my dagger clattering loudly against the rubber floor.

He just wanted to see if that man with Erika was part of the Valladolid family. Just the screams of Erika could be heard there. “Get out of here! Get the hell out of here! Zein, I don’t want to see you ever again! I hate you! Get out of here!” Marco had undoubtedly found the Valladolid family. Hate poisoned him, giving him a supernatural strength to be able to get in despite the two policemen who grabbed him, but Marco released himself from them successfully. In a fast movement Marco took Zein by behind and pushed him against the wall, letting him see the hatred he felt for all of his kind.

Toni Pedrosa Bodyguard Report Profile, no. Wait. I grab properly the piece of paper and check it out. Toni Pedrosa? Toni? That name reminds me of Eren’s friend. But is that Eren real name? I never knew that he was named Toni too. But what about his name Eren? It’s written nowhere on the paper. Anyway, I will ask him later. I continue reading. There is his name, age, address, role, skills, height, weight and so on. At the end my eyes flash on his status. My hands start trembling.

I watched as his bloodshot eyes darted from my face to Carla’s own behind me, a veiled expression passing over his face before he spoke. “Michael? What the hell is this?” I snarled, tucking Carla’s body solidly behind mine so he wouldn't notice the evident push of her belly. My brother’s eagle eyes were only second to mine, a trait that made him damned near invincible in battles. “Pardon my intrusion, Your Highness, Markov and his team found a body in the woods…an attack...they think it was one of the elders-” He gushed so matter-of-factly that I stood speechless with an ache throbbing painfully in my temples.

I said gently, glancing back at her, “he’s going to be okay.” She gave a shaky nod and moved closer, kneeling on Marco’s other side. Her hands hovered uncertainly, unsure where to help. The front of Marco’s shirt was soaked in blood, the dark stain spreading into the dirt beneath him. “Marco?” she whispered, carefully brushing a strand of hair from his forehead. “Stay with us, okay? Please.” “He needs a medic—fast,” Tyler said, voice grim. My fingers trembled as I reached out through the mindlink. The thought alone—that something out there was strong enough to bring Beta Marco down—sent a cold rush through me.

"You did what you had to do. You survived." "Look at his wrist," she said, pointing toward the corpse. "The tattoo." I moved closer to examine the body, and my blood turned to ice. The intricate design wrapped around his forearm was unmistakable, Marco's signature mark. Every man who worked directly for him wore it like a badge of honor. "Marco sent him," I said, my voice coming out as a growl. "They knew I'd bring you here. They knew exactly where to find you." "Vin, there's something else." Marianna's voice was barely audible. "I've seen that tattoo before."