Chapter fourty four

As Marcus swept his hair back, a feral defiance gleamed in his eyes. With each step forward, he radiated a quiet power, his stance unyielding as he faced the seething rage of his adversary.

"Let them go," Marcus demanded, his voice a whipcrack of authority. "It's me you have an issue with, not these innocent people."

The leader's eyes flashed, his rage reaching a boiling point. "How dare you think you can give me commands?" he snarled, his voice an animalistic rumble.

"Don't test me," Marcus warned, his words slicing through the air with a steel-cold determination. But the leader and his men laughed in derision, their mockery echoed through the room.

Marcus' gaze remained steady, his posture unwavering as he stood there, arms folded across his chest like a shield against the mockery. The laughter died, and silence once again.

Marcus' jaw tightened, the veins in his neck throbbing as he struggled to contain his mounting fury. "Are you done with your madness?" he demanded, his voice t