09-17-2007, 10:20 PM
Marr knew he had little time to decide what to do.
He grabbed a hidden dagger laced with a paralysis potion at the tip. If he could catch the other demon off guard . . .
Marr was horribly aware of how worn down he was. Weeks in prison and a rather arduous escape had taken their toll. He knew his strength and reaction time was cut in half. Normally he was something to be feared. The fact that he'd commited crimes that even demons thought untolerable showed this. He didn't want to think of that just now.
His mind swarmed with sadistic thoughts. He attempted to brush them away. He couldn't ;lose control. Not now.
He threw the dagger at Synful Eden.
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