Marik probably should have been screaming. It certainly felt like he should be screaming, at least. His throat wouldn't cooperate, however, so he settled for an expression of absolute terror. Two of his hands grabbed onto nearby crystal growths, hard enough that he would have lacerated his hands if they'd been sharper. The rest cradled his bags, trying to hold on to Serana at the same time. It would be a very, very bad idea to drop something right now. For one thing, they might seriously hurt someone if they landed on their head.
Hunting For A Hunter
