Nikalie had full attention to meet up with Marcus, before burning this identity and like he did many times before. Though recalling a phase the old man once told him caused Nikalie to stop. "Stupid old man." Nikalie growled under his breath. Though he was thankful Marcus saved his life, Nikalie knew very little of Marcus and simply followed instructions.<span style="font-style: italic"> 'A job is a job</span>He thought as he silently pulled off his oak recurved bow from his back and  one arrows laced with clear poison.<br/><br/>The black dagger marked his job, and this one was meant for protection. He could barely make out Vican, Nikalie knew at the distance the arrow would not be fatal though the poison would finish the job if not taken care of quickly. All he needed now was a reason to release the string that was apart from his own personal emotions. Granted the man did heal his wounds though he acted without permission.