Comme il accusait à demi aveuglément, Marcus pouvait voir une figure entrer dans la brume, et il savait instantanément qui c'était. Il a légèrement modifié sa trajectoire et l'a presque rencontré avant de prendre un coup à l'arrière de son épaule en métal. Il a perdu son équilibre mais a réussi à tourner autour de lui pendant qu'il tombait, arrachant son revolver de son étui dans le processus. Dès que son dos a touché la terre, il a tiré une fois, deux fois, trois fois dans la créature debout devant lui. Les rondelles ont percé dans la viande de son corps, mais les seuls effets visibles de leur impact ont été l'étourdissement légèrement en arrière. Pas de sang versé des blessures, juste trois trous où les balles ont touché. Il sauta vers lui, machette dans la main, et il réussit à peine à lever son bras métallique jusqu'à parer le coup, quand il a pris contact avec lui les éclats de métal déchirant pouvaient être entendus. En réponse, il est sorti avec une de ses jambes et a poussé son revolver dans sa tête pendant qu'il tomba un peu en avant, appuyant sur la gâchette. Il a glissé à l'envers et a échoué pour un peu essayer de retrouver son équilibre, lui laissant le temps de se mettre aux pieds. Ses sens s'accrochèrent et il sortit du chemin de celui qui avait sauté vers lui, s'emparant de sa machette et l'arrachant de sa main. Il l'a poignardé dans le dos avec toute la force et a été récompensé de voir la lame sortir à travers sa poitrine. Presque à la fois il s'est téléporté et la machette s'est écrasée au sol.
Qu'est-ce que c'est que ces trucs?
Inconnu, je n'ai jamais entendu parler de telles créatures, sans doute une création de Ragnarok
C'est clair.
L'autre disparut dans l'agitation, et il se dirigea vers Paul, qui était engagé avec les deux autres. Il en a tiré un dans la tête alors qu'il était concentré et rangé son revolver, se concentrant sur le maniement de Raiden deux mains, il l'a poignardé dans le dos et l'a frappé si fort dans le bras qu'il a coupé et s'est envolé dans un arc. La créature s'est évanouie presque immédiatement.
"J'étais dans le quartier, j'ai décidé de passer" a-t-il appelé alors qu'il s'installait dans une position prête au dos de Paul
Name: Marcus Skylark
Age: 1350
Archon of: Light and Dark

Physical Attributes
Apearance: Standing at 6 feet 3 inches Marcus appears to be in peak physical condition, though closer inspection reveals that much of his body is cybernetic. Including much of his chest, his right arm, and both legs
Physical Weaknesses:As much of his body is now cybernetic, he has predefined limits and cannot cross them, no matter how hard he tries. He is extremely vulnerable to weapons with an Electro Magnetic Pulse, if he his hit with a significantly damaging blast from one the circulation device that replaced his heart will be shut off.
Physical Strengths:As most of his body is cybernetic, he has immense stamina, and can win fights through sheer attrition, additionally while it is limited, he possesses immense speed and physical strength. Though he risks damage to both his implants and himself if he overclocks them too much.
Mental Attributes
Personality: The man that Marcus is now is far, far different from the one he used to be. At one time he kept an adventurous outlook on life, though somber over the death of his parents. Now however the war against Ragnarok has taken its toll, having come so far and so close twice before he has become a much more severe and cynical individual, perfectly willing to cut corners and blur the lines in order to get to his goal. In combat he becomes alive, often laughing or grinning like a madman as he brushes with death again and again. One could be forgiven for assuming that he's throwing himself at Ragnarok again and again in the hopes of being eventually killed.
Likes: Fighting, shooting, a tall flask of Whiskey, sleeping
Dislikes:Being injured, children, Ragnarok, waking up
Phobias:Failing, death, being helpless
Background
Biography: Marcus has not had the best of lives. Having witnessed the murder of his parents, he was taken in by a close friend of his father's, who fought with him in the later stages of the war. The man taught him the foundation for his fighting style, raised him to be cunning and sharp minded, and generally into the perfect soldier against Ragnarok. Unfortunately before Marcus turned 18 the man was found murdered in his own home. It didn't take him long to figure out who arranged the deed to be done. Marcus then began a long roaring rampage of revenge, culminating in the theft of his starship, and the gathering of the Archons. Unfortunately Ragnarok was prepared, and due to his brash arrogance mixed with furious rage the attempt was an utter disaster that nearly ended in his death. He was saved at the last minute by the spirit of the recently deceased Archon of Time and sent back to have another chance. Little did he expect a deranged clone of himself waiting for him, a sociopath that stalked his every move and set about to murdering those he cared about. The experience sobered him greatly, and he realized that cooperating with his fellow inheritors would be necessary for victory, not just throwing them towards the enemy and expecting them to come out stronger like he had. Unfortunately the realization came too late and before he knew it all but the Archon of Time and the Archon of Water were lost, faced with losing again he urged the Time Archon to send them back
Combat Information
Typical form of combat: Prefers to stay tactically flexible at all times, but more often then not will engage in melee in combat.
Preferred Team Role: Frontline Vanguard/Berserker
 After he picked up the weapon it changed in appearance to suit him, rather than his father before him.
Unique Equipment: The ship that he calls home, The Leviathan Additionally he carries with him a memento from an old mentor, A Mateba Unica 6 Autorevolver