Gilgamesh lying in the hand's of Mark as a dargeer made a hole in his chest, the veranda half destroyed as six assassin's each carrying a unique wepon stand's before Mark.
Mark was in a state of confusion as Gilgamesh was bleeding from the injury caused by the dargeer, he looked left and right for a way to escape but, The six men had already surrounded him both at his front from where they broke in and at his back where the exit was mark said to them.
"Who are you?, do you know what you have done"
But alast there were no word's spoken by the men, their eyes were filled with death, as Mark looked into their eyes he recognized those eyes the eyes of one who has forsaken life he who has let go of everything Good and embraced the darkness they were cold hearted killer's it would even be wrong to call them that because they had no heart to begin with.
Mark was mostly worried about Gilgamesh as the dargeer striked near his heart, a vital point in the human body if treatment is delayed then they could be severe concequences.
He looked at each of the killers they were dressed in eastern atires, with two curved unique daggers in both of their hands with a sickle at their back, Mark needed to finish them off so he applied a little bit of force at the point where Gilgamesh was injured a using the atacian technic.
This was a technic he learnt in his younger years when he fled the Marcovian empire and roomed the world he was met couple of time's by death but this technic was able to preserve his life until further treatment, Mark knew that it was not a coincidence for six trained assassin's to attack them, especially since they struck Gilgamesh first it was clear that they wanted to eliminate him, but what was not clear was where they were from, before he could think of any answers, Sharp needles were thrown at him but he quickly reacted pulling out his single edged blade and slashed rightwards nocking down the needles, as the needles toched the broken glass on the floor it melted while the glass gave a redish
brown color, he did not need a Shaman to tell him that, that was poison a type of poison so dangerous that if it comes in contact to the human body melts the skin, and even the bone, he said in an out loud voice of surprise.
"The poison of ten thousand beast"
The assassin's shocked as he could recognize their wepon equipped themselves, ready to strike him, as the saying goes knowing your enemies weapon can cause a shift in the tides of war, this has countinuously played out for age's.
Mark said to himself (for them to be using this kind of poison they must be affiliated with the assassin's guild, since their specialty has always been to use poison, it's like their unique trait but if that's the case).