Mark laughed a bit himself at Kall's joke "no one can live as long except others of my kind, or at least a combination of kinds..." He smiled alittle revealing two large canines and the rest of his teeth where more or less pointed than the average human. "a combination of species...a hybrid of sorts, and each of these species patrol the night...a nice joke, but i am not lying, i am over 500 years old...so i have invented or helped invent or even witnessed many of the things you see today, for instance, your gun. i met the inventer of that kind before...thats where i learned to shoot, yet i prefer more martial arts and combat than shooting..."<br/><br/>Mark looked as Nolan rushed by and disappeared in the gym "well he is looking better than before...i saw him earlier and he looked sickly but he looks fine now...thats good."