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A wicked smile spread across his face. It was now obvious that something was controlling him- posessing him.

As the sword made contact with Marcius his smile became wider. He stood straighter, and moved his head toward the soldier. Swords still interlocked, Marcius broke it, and stepped toward the soldier. He casually sheathed his sword, and put his hand around the soldiers neck. He squeezed tightly, his tattoo colour becoming more immense.