A deep inhalation of breath was all that came from Markus at the name ‘night spawn’. Slowly he calmed himself though as the muscles along his shoulders tense as if he was preparing to attack the man. “So you wandered in here by accident then? Confusing as to how a professional murderer such as yourself could be so ignorant of his surroundings.” Markus’ hands slid into his pockets as to show he wasn’t trying to be aggressive as he stepped closer to where  he was about five feet from William. His stance said he was ready, but his demeanor said he didn’t mean to inflict any harm.

“I suggest you take your hands off those guns. You wouldn’t get a chance to draw them before you turned my snow red.” Markus didn’t speak like he was making idle threats, he spoke as if that’s what would actually go down, as if no other scenario could possibly play out in this instance. “Perhaps you’d like a escort out of the woods. I could arrange it.” he raised up a hand signaling Marrec over, then turned back to William. “Would you like that? Or do you think you could find your own way?”