Marcus sighed a little bit in enjoyment, fulfilling the pure desire to kill was enough for him, it seemed his attack was a little over the top. It sent his opponent across the room into a wall, her neck out of place with her spine, her arm dislocated as well. "Hmmph, at least that's over.." He said before his eyes widened almost as if he was terrified, this woman, she was getting back up. "People don't do that;..." He muttered silently to himself still amazed and awestruck by the spectacle. She stood up and was holding her dislocated extremities as if she weren't hurt at all, as if she had no feeling, like she was already dead. He continued to watch her, it seemed maybe she was some sort of vulnerable if she was apologizing for attacking, either that or she realized how pointless it was. His eyes widened a little when she asked him what year it was, what did that mean? How long has she been around then if she didn't know the year? "Uh, 4362..." He answered, still appalled by the situation occurring before him. "You're in a prison...we have no idea how to get out..." He answered, with a quick turn he noticed a pirate coming at him, hurling a knife toward him, narrowly he dodged the blade with a simple turn of his head. His hands were bound still, all he could do was try rushing the blade thrower but how would he even do that. "A little help?" He asks, glancing at the strange female, doing a quick triple take when he saw her eating flesh, he'd be honest, that made him uncomfortable. "Definitely not human..." He muttered, seething in pain when a blade sliced his cheek open.

Kori stood upon the broken bodies of the pirates, he was able to get his hands free thanks to an energy knife severing his cuff and making a deep gash in his hand after it sliced through his bracer. Now everything seemed handled, seemed anyway, he rifled through the pockets of the downed men, finding a key, presumably a way out. He looked over to the group of detainees that accompanied him. "I found our way out..." Kori says to himself.