Marus stood, leaning over his claymore which was planted into the ground. His glare gazed at the bodies of the enemies that were attacking you. You and him hadn't been that fond of each other since you first met... "You alright, sweetheart?" His tone was laced with sarcasm as he teased you, watching you sit on the floor. You were covered in the enemies blood, still shocked from what had just happened in front of you. His moves were so graceful...