Underground
Marina stood between Bard and the unknown man blocking their path trying to stop the men from clashing.
The unsteady lights in the underground barely gave enough light to recognize his face, but his eyes were still on Marina.
"You're coming with me." He repeated.
Bard still had his grip on Marina. He was ready to run when the chance presented itself. Marina swallowed hard, trying so hard to sound calm. "Who are you and what do you want with me?"
The man smiled, "That's not really important for now. You'll understand pretty soon enough, sweetheart."
His eyes moved to Bard. "Step aside, old man, you don't want to get hurt."
Bard didn't move an inch, instead he changed his posture, ready to fight.
Marina sensed something was wrong. Bard couldn't be on the same side with this man, if he had, he would not be confronting him. The situation literally made her loose her mind.
