Nyxus stared at her marks intently as if he is feeling guilty about it when he has already explained that it was not him who puts them since he had taken his mark already. The question lies on whoever has done this to her.
It is still the same swirl and the same blank ink. The only difference is that Nyxus' was few and only covering her left arm, now it has consumed some of her upper body and gained on reaching even her torso.
They could clearly see it since she is bare in front of him. Despite it, she was not feeling any shame—same time she has decided to remove her clothes.
"This is getting out of hand," he said, "And I regret not telling you what it is you have to face, Eleana."
"You have told me my fate but I still do not understand it even now." She frowned. "What exactly does it
