She was right, and Marlin almost gritted his teeth in thought, not because she was right but because he wasn't someone to fight all the evils, he only cared about the things that effected him. He wasn't upset, it would take a lot to really throw him off his rocker. Instead he was level headed, calm, embracing the situation and the angered woman next to him. She lives a different life than him, a soldiers life, an elite at that. He couldn't understand how hard things may be for her, but obviously resting wasn't on her daily to-do list. "You, are, absolutely right, there are too many evils, and I'm one who chose not to fight them all."
He kept his eyes on the wooden bar as he leaned against it. He was almost pitying himself, realizing that she stood on a level far above his, the difference in respect between the two unfathomable. His thoughts trailed to those he tried not to think about, a wave of depression set in. Another drink wasn't going to fix this. "I hope that one day you won't have to keep your hand on that hilt,"
leaving on a good thought he stood up from the bar and pushed in his stool while tossing another tip to the bartender. "Have a good night Diana,"
tucking his hands in his pockets he headed for the door.
Marlin didn't want to bother her any longer and he couldn't bare another drink with what was on his mind. He hoped she wouldn't chase him down, he figured it wasn't something she would do, and he wouldn't stop if she tried to stop him. He was a man lost on a train of his own thoughts. He turned down a dark alley, hoping to find some abandoned mattress to just crash on. Sometimes the beds of the streets were more comforting than those of a hospitable home. Making his way through the alley his thoughts were stopped by a loud shrieking scream from the other end. His instincts kicked in and he ran quickly to the scene, noticing Eve attacked by a brightly colored woman who seemed to be the source of the scream. Without second thought Marlin ran closer, manipulating most if not all of his aura into his left arm and infusing it with a wind crystal, he threw a punch at the air. This attack was done once before when he soloed a Nuckelavee, with it's screeches being drowned out by the sonic boom of breaking the sound barrier. Training for weeks to fight such a Grimm, coming in contact with any such attack had him on impulsive defense. His blind punch at mid air near Eve and the mysterious women, was both amplified by his aura and the dust crystal to an extreme level, leaving his body completely defenseless. He succeeded once again, breaking the sound barrier and creating a sonic boom enough to shake buildings. He hoped it would put a stop to the woman long enough for either himself or Eve to counter back. However the boom was more than just breaking the sound barrier. Marlin's unbalance mind with his thoughts running through his past and covered in a wave of depression caused his body not to bode well with the dust, resulting in a louder sound and an explosion in his arm. Marlin's body flew into one of the nearby buildings and he was knocked unconscious. Unlike other crystals, wind dust mainly effected the speed of the contractions in his muscles, the result of the explosion primarily being internal damage to his arm.