Marcus blinked, his eyes widening as though he had just seen a ghost.
"You are supposed to be dead." he whispered in a cracked tone,
I shrugged, "I was," I replied, "Or so i have heard. But as you can see, i am alive."
The silence that stretched after my words was deafening. I let it, I wanted him to feel its weight, I wanted to see him squirm.
I was not disappointed.
Marcus' lips parted, he tried to speak up, but his breath hitched,
I tilted my head and frowned, “They said you tried to kill me,”
Marcus snorted, his crumbled and dirtied face made him look like a mad man as he did that, “How are you alive?”
I shrugged, “They say you missed,”
“Of course they did,” with a grunt, he pushed himself up on his feet, his chains clicked as he got on his feet and slowly began to wal
