Mark quickly ran back to the woods and ran to his friends site. a stranger walked by and lifted a gun "hey who are...wait its the beast!" The poor man stood no chance, mark repeated his action, swiftly disarming the man and broke his arms and legs. "who keeps on sending you? i may end your life quickly if you tell me" "i was sent to kill you by no one, i came on my own accord..." He was lying but mark did not care. he went into hybrid form and bit the mans throat and lapped at the blood. he lost most of sanity. Seeing his fallen comrade and tried to be killed two more times...his head reeled in pain, unearthly roars echoed the forest. Mark attracted two more soldiers and he killed them as well, his mind knowing no mercy, he ripped them apart. He tore into their throats, thirsting for blood, another roar escaped him, but no more came. He regained little of his humanity and changed back to human form, his body covered in blood. He walked over to his friends grave and sat next to it, laughing to himself mumbling "no way your going back, your a monster..."