In the end, no matter what he tries, Salem won't get out of the truck and so Marcus nudges him over to the passenger seat, muttering that he can't drive before he glances in the rear view mirror to make sure Trass is settled in the back.
He's going up to Kagura, to the bloody castle it's turned into with only a cat, a wolf, his rosary and a lock pick set he'd bought only days after arriving in Darrow, anticipating it might one day be useful. And here he is, finally in need. Kat is staying at the house, protected by the magic Sabrina left behind, planning on guiding him as best she can over the phone for as long as they can stay in touch. His knee is throbbing and swollen in his jeans where the goblin had clubbed him, but his jacket had taken the worst of the attack besides that and he's lucky to not be bleeding.
Dan isn't the only one up there. Marcus knows there are many people in danger, people who have been taken, and he wants to be able to help them all, but his focus is on finding Dan.
The drive is treacherous and slow going, Marcus's knuckles are white on the steering wheel, his hands aching by the time he's able to pull the truck close enough to the imposing castle. With a deep breath, he gets out, calling for Trass, but Salem darts ahead, disappearing into a slightly open door Marcus hadn't even seen in the blowing snow. He follows, limping carefully along halls with his rosary clutched tightly in one hand.
It might not do anything, but it's a comfort and he won't let it go until he finds Dan.
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He's going up to Kagura, to the bloody castle it's turned into with only a cat, a wolf, his rosary and a lock pick set he'd bought only days after arriving in Darrow, anticipating it might one day be useful. And here he is, finally in need. Kat is staying at the house, protected by the magic Sabrina left behind, planning on guiding him as best she can over the phone for as long as they can stay in touch. His knee is throbbing and swollen in his jeans where the goblin had clubbed him, but his jacket had taken the worst of the attack besides that and he's lucky to not be bleeding.
Dan isn't the only one up there. Marcus knows there are many people in danger, people who have been taken, and he wants to be able to help them all, but his focus is on finding Dan.
The drive is treacherous and slow going, Marcus's knuckles are white on the steering wheel, his hands aching by the time he's able to pull the truck close enough to the imposing castle. With a deep breath, he gets out, calling for Trass, but Salem darts ahead, disappearing into a slightly open door Marcus hadn't even seen in the blowing snow. He follows, limping carefully along halls with his rosary clutched tightly in one hand.
It might not do anything, but it's a comfort and he won't let it go until he finds Dan.