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“I’m not sure whether or not to feel pissed about that. You just shit on me as much as you did my bloodline.” Marcus grows more agitated. “I fought gods before, on their timetables and rules. While I haven’t beaten a single one, I put up a damn good fight. And Pramool was one of the toughest fuckers I ever had to boot. My father included. They’d give you a run for your money, Rep. I know I would too.”

“I don’t know Schmoopy, I’ve been tired of thisdill hole and his shit for some time now.” Cyndwella scoffs.

“Cyndwella, please.” Samia waves in a cautionary manner.

“What?! He comes in here, disrespects me and then my husband! I was tired of his shit before he came here.” Cyndwella crosses her arms.

“Rep, come on. Don’t get Cyndwella all fired up. I sleep in the same bed as her, ya know?” Marcus takes a long gulp of his drink.