Bab 87: Academy?

The next day, or night in this case, Marcus woke up in his makeshift bed in the tent that had been allocated to him by Alex and Felicia.

As he lied down in the bed, he tried to recall what events had led up to him being here. He recalled that he was training with Felicia and like normal, the woman had been pummeling him till he almost couldn't stand. In doing this, he also remembered the woman's taunts about how he was the reason Beatrice had died and it angered him to no end. 

Said anger, was then morphed into something darker and more foreboding as Marcus's thoughts trailed off into dangerous territory.

"I'll rip her legs off," Marcus spoke in an icy tone whilst clutching his fist.

It was just then that the sound of a chair creaking reached his ears and Marcus quickly turned his head to the left.

"Aww, is that really how your mother taught you to treat a woman lil reaper?"