Marco Star Vs Forces Of Evil Mga Nobela at Kwento

No one actually sees him move and when they do, it shocked everyone that he just disappear in the blink of their eye. Marco wasn't as tall as Jakub but he was able to wrap his hand around Jakub's neck from his back. His eyes glowed, fashes with upcoming anger that no one had seen before. "Plans change. I'm taking him one way or another. I'll let these creatures entertain you. If you need me, you know where to find me." Marco’s eyes glowed and all the creatures around them attack without any warnings. Causing Armand and Vadim quickly jumps from their chair and fought all the creatures that begins to rip their way towards them.

TWO MAXIMILIAN POV “The Guns lands tonight boss, and The Red Hand cartels are planning on attacking us tonight and stealing from us, what do we do boss?” Marco my second in command turns to me, his eyes are filled with panic, despite the tattoos covering half of his face, he always looked up to me for advice

hissed Sugar Aquarius with his extraordinarily rattling teeth. Sugar Aquarius approached Marco Arwin, already lying slightly helplessly on the ground of the parking lot. He landed some of his deadly and terribly horrifying punches as well as kicks on Marco Arwin’s whole body. More and more red fresh blood was seen oozing and flowing out of some parts of Marco Arwin’s body. “Aqua Darling… Aqua Darling… Please stop it! Please stop it!” yelled Evania in her panic, fear as well as anxiety. She hastily approached her hero monster and asked him to quell his deadly and dreadfully terrifying punches as well as kicks.

He outstretches one of his arms and drags his claw across the wall, embedding deep claw marks into the cement as an uncomfortable scratching noise emits from this motion. But he doesn’t give them a chance to make the first move, Marco launches himself at Dorian, and the hybrid has to shift forms mid attack. There’s a confidence in Marco’s movements that I realize is from him understanding the best way to fight Dorian. Dorian relies heavily on black magic. But up close, he is physically weaker than Marco, and couldn’t keep up with Marco’s strength and raw power. Dark red blood taints Dorian’s pure white fur as Marco litters his body in claw marks, before battering him into the ground.

And then, in the midst of it, she saw it. A wave of energy surged through the battlefield, an intense flare of light that erupted from her. It wasn’t a conscious decision—she hadn’t intended for it—but it was the power of the Moonmark, responding to her emotions, to the moment. The energy crackled through the air, a burst of light that sent the Temple forces staggering back. They were stunned, disoriented, thrown off balance by the sudden force.