Her eyes lingered heavily at the small man. She observed his protruding bones breach out of his flesh every time he tried to breathe or speak with the ending result being the same, hisses and curses through his deteriorated teeth. His stark naked body had slowly started to peel apart as his black veins pulsed and stretched across his skin. Maribel frowned. She kneeled next to him and made sure to keep a few feet away. Even so, this movement had angered him, for he began to snarl and shout at her in intelligible curses. Maribel could only stare back at him blankly and knew too well he was powerless at this time to do any harm. His mind was gone and his body had betrayed him in the process. "Idiot." She whispered out and narrowed her eyes. She heard footsteps coming from the distance. Probably the extra patrols that were sent out from Tezela which was heavily needed. The southern wall between Luenne and Ilenia had dissipated in a matter of seconds by some wild and crazed mage. He was killed on the spot, a swift slice to the throat and he fell to the ground with a grin from ear to ear. After that, every past hour had been exhausting as countless of mercenaries killed off the unmentionables that had found the opening. Maribel had stayed in town for far too long to witness this terrible and untimely event. She reached into her back pocket and brought out a worn knife that was stained with what looked like dried blood. She gripped it tightly in her right hand and raised it up over her head. The man began to furiously yell, more curses at her, and without any more hesitation Maribel slammed the knife deep into his neck. He made a sickening gurgle and black blood spewed out from his mouth. Like the crazed mage, he too began to grin from ear to ear before one more gasping breath, he had finally stopped moving. Maribel stood up slowly, leaving her knife in his neck just as the patrol began to catch up to her. She eyed them coldly as they slowed down and glanced back and forth between her and the corpse. They began to question her presence for she looked very unfamiliar. After all, there were no women doing these patrols anyhow. Maribel didn't respond to their questions and instead ordered them bluntly, "Clean this up and bury him." With that, she walked through the bewildered group as she harshly pushed her way through. She began to follow the trail back to Luenne in a hurry for she was not missing the next train ride back to Rurick. Her journey had been delayed for far too long.