Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20170217234150/@comment-25808351-20170226200030

His mind rages with the images of a distraught Aegis and her sisters, he then remembers a promise made to Lucida. Marcus remembers the warmth of the fire in the hearth of his study, and the smile of a small Golem. "I promise I'll make things right...." Marcus roars as he is brought back to reality and digs his claws into the crack and begins pulling the skull apart. The bone shatters and reveals the familiar face, chunks of the skull hit the ground and Marcus becomes weak. He toppled over and lays on his side panting.

His eyes slowly open and he looks around at everyone. The red water beneath them clears to a sky blue and the churning sky becomes a docile light gray. "Armata, Ibrahim?"