Kapitel 189: Marble

It started a few months ago when Dark was training Marcos. The sun was slowly rising in the distance, lighting the wet soil in a beautiful red hue. Marcos was sprawled out below, thrashing his arms around as he desperately attempted to dodge attacks that Dark was launching at him.

"Get up!", Dark bellowed, leaping down from the small platform he was on and crouching down alongside Marcos. 

Marcos covered his eyes, his chest fluttered as he panted, "Can't … this is all … still too much". 

"What are you? A lover not a fighter? Get the fuck up", Dark bellowed again, gripping Marcos by the collarbone and lifting him off the ground. 

"AH!", Marcos wailed. 

Dark dropped Marcos and allowed him to slam onto the soil below. He moved a few paces away and punched out at a boulder, shattering it before taking a seat on a smaller piece of rock.