[ Marcus follows. Trailing her, and then stopping, and then moving aside, widening the gap between them in a way that could be perceived as a circling, seeing as he keeps his attention on her as he does so. ]
You've a generous spirit, to warn me so, [ he says, bringing his staff around to hold. His voice is naturally quiet, but still seems to carry well over the distance he's created.
He thinks over her words, and asks, simply, ] How many mages have you killed?
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You've a generous spirit, to warn me so, [ he says, bringing his staff around to hold. His voice is naturally quiet, but still seems to carry well over the distance he's created.
He thinks over her words, and asks, simply, ] How many mages have you killed?