He saw the father say something, but he was not even trained to read lips, and he made sure to say it low enough just so she could hear it. But he knew that it was something about him. He turned and moved out of his room, and she followed him out. Marcus just sat back down, and looked at the other demons picking up the demon that has his face messed up and take him out of the room. One of them said something, and the door that had been just about blown up, put itself back together and set itself back on the hinges.<br/><br/>Marcus treated his wounds, and started to heal them all up. But the mark on his shoulder would not go away. He knew that he was just going to have to deal with it. If he beat her later, he could have it removed, but right now he would use it at something to piss him off, and to make him even stronger then what he is right now. He would not be tied down to anything in this world. He would hold this world in his hands, and then crush it if he so wanted. He looked down at the hand that had the ring on it. He wondered just why he thought this ring was something of value. It was just a plan ring with a plan stone in it. He wished it would have been something of value that would have moved him up the rakes a little faster. But just like his luck to be born 1000 years too late, he gets a junk ring that he cant even get off.<br/><br/>He got up off the couch and then moved over to the ice chest. When he first saw it, he laughed. He normally did not eat normal food, but since his body was kind of ripped out and low on energy, normal food right now would do the trick more then anything else. He opened it, expecting to find rabbit food, but what he saw was stake and meat on top of other meat. He smiled. The people in this place knew just how to take care of a dragon. But that was also something to worry about. He knew that sooner or later his plans to reach the top would be found out, and people would use there knowledge of dragons to hurt him. He looked down at his belly, and it was like painting a target on his chest. It was his weak point on his body. Later on he was going to have to fix it. He thought up many ways, but right now the only thing he could think of is always wear a beast plate made of black dragonslayer metal. It was a metal that was tough and could not be melted by anything other then a grand dragons flame.