Marcus
Turn the rich into wine as you walk on the mean
Marcus laughed out loud at Iskra's joke, though there was a slight wrinkle to his eyes that wondered if, only briefly, there was a hint of truth in there too. Would the abandoned really cut off his legs? Marcus didn't think so, but...
Best not to dwell on it.
Happy to be freed from the mud via Deimos' magic versus Iskra's axe, Marcus moved on. Huffing out a breath and rolling his shoulders once, Marcus set to work with his shovel again. Instead of scooping and spreading, this time Marcus scooped up shovel fulls of the mud and plopped it in empty buckets nearby.
Best not to dwell on it.
Happy to be freed from the mud via Deimos' magic versus Iskra's axe, Marcus moved on. Huffing out a breath and rolling his shoulders once, Marcus set to work with his shovel again. Instead of scooping and spreading, this time Marcus scooped up shovel fulls of the mud and plopped it in empty buckets nearby.
