The Amazing Marcus Puth

First Victim!!

"Boss, you need to rest," Kathrine said, bowing her head. Marcus shook his head.

"If I sleep, they'll be free. I need to cut their wings now," he said. The others nodded.

Marcus looked at General, who had been silent. "Get the weapons ready for me," he commanded.

General bowed down. "Yes, Lord," he said and left the room.

Only Kathrine and Marcus remained. Marcus gently removed the IV from his hand.

"I don't need this," Marcus muttered and rose, swaying on his feet. Kathrine rushed to support him but he waved her off.

"Leave me. I want to feel every damn pain," he groaned, his eyes hard and determined.

Kathrine took a step back, her hands folded at her front, respecting his wishes.

Kathrine knew that the perpetrators would pay for their actions. Marcus had endured too much to allow them to escape justice. As the nurse entered and saw Marcus standing, she froze, her mouth agape.

"God of Vengeance, you should be resting," she whispered, her voice quivering.

Marcus's eyes narrowed. "