"Ajax leaned in close so that Marcus’ fading senses could see his face clearly as he left this world. Marcus grabbed hold of Ajax’s shirt, ripping it open to reveal markings that clearly startled him. Marcus tried to speak, but only blood sprayed from his mouth. Ajax looked down, noting that Marcus was staring at the intricate design that was tattooed upon his chest, a mark that was thought to be only legend. He was no ordinary man, and now Marcus knew how very wrong he had been to cross him."
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