Marcus stood to his feet slowly and slipped his hands into his pockets. He turned towards the school and walked deep in thought about his battle with Liz. He didn't care about how he looked like a giant mummy roaming and hunting the school. To him his appearance didn't matter. What really mattered was what the hell actually happened during his battle with Liz. He entered the classroom silently and retrieved his bracer from the teacher , applying it onto his right arm on top of the bandages. Although he didn't react to the tiny pain the bracer caused. Marcus noticed the others but was to caught up in his thoughts to acknowledge any of them. He grabbed a seat in the front row by the window and kicked his feet on top of the desk. Marcus stared out the window not noticing his bandages slowly stretch over the bracer.