After the fight, Marcus wandered the streets carrying the clothing he took from the three teenage men he had beaten. He soon found a place where he found that was comfortable enough to him to change his ripped and tattered old clothing with that of what he had taken. As he got dressed, he heard the Abyss dragon laughing and telling him how each of those teenage humans looked as he tore into them for just messing up his meal. It got to a point as he found a pair of jeans that fit out of three so he quickly took off what he was wearing, and as he put them on, he said under his breath.

"It was far from tearing into anything, they'll live, and maybe next time they'll show a little human kindness to the less fortunate of this world."

Once he was finished getting dressed he just left the extra clothing lay on the ground as he walked away it was no use to him, and maybe someone else would find it and use it. He didn't bother to count the strips of paper that would turn out to be money, he just took it as he had no idea what it was accepted every one of them was carrying it, so he assumes it was important. The Abyss dragon than decided to put in its two cents as it said.

"So, what is your plan since you're the one in control and such?"

Marcus sent a thought to the dragon inside of him;

"It's better than, the endless ice field so stop bitching please."

The two were silent for a few hours as Marcus made his way somehow into town. As he did the sheer number of humans was unreal to him but also all the buildings and such they now made to live and work in. Marcus thought he and the dragon needed to learn and observe things before he did anything. So, he followed a group of humans into a thing called a mall.

"Gaaaah …. Locus on two legs."

The Abyss dragon said as they watch the endless shopping and buying of items in all the different stores in this place as Marcus silently walked through it just taking his time to look around. The abyss dragon followed his first thought with another.

"Do actual humans need all this crap."

Marcus shrugged as he walked through the mall a little further and listen to the dragon but didn't want to draw any unneeded attention to himself by having a verbal debate with the air. So the two bickered through their psychic link with one another without talking especially while in public. But Marcus answer the Abyss dragon through their link

"Most likely they don't need most of the things they're buying, I mean it seems humans haven't changed in a millennium it doesn't surprise me there the same as they always have been and they still want more. I mean that is truly why devils and fallen angels can buy their souls so easily."

Marcus's nose caught ahold of a scent of something he liked, so he moved towards it and soon found himself in the malls food court. He soon got his first lesson in, what the strips of paper he took from the young men were as he watched people pay for their food with it. For this devil, it had been a long time since he had beef he could feel his mouth water at the scent of it. So he walked up to the counter and pointed at the picture of the dish on the wall above the clerk's head before taking out the wad of bills from his pocket and placing it on the counter. The clerk gave Marcus an annoy look before retrieving the wad of bills from the counter and counting out the money needed to pay for the meal. The clerk then gave Marcus back the rest of the money before going back to fix the dish.

Marcus leaned against the counter and closed his eyes; he could feel that someone's eyes were on him, and it wasn't the clerk fixing his food. Part of him hoped whoever it was would let him have his meat and a little peace before they did anything. Suddenly the clerk slid the tray in front of Marcus the aroma snapped him out of his trance, and he lifted the tray up and went to find a table to sit at. It didn't take him that long to find a spot but when he sat down he could still feel the eyes on him, but this time the Abyss dragon spoke to him.

"It seems someone is interested in you maybe it's a friend or maybe it someone we can take apart? An Play with the pieces."

Marcus gripped his chopsticks before growling lowly and thought to Abyss dragon;

"take it, easy buddy we need to know who it is first and I want to eat before anything else happens."

He picked up the first piece of beef and took a bite the hot juice from the beef and teriyaki sauce coated his tongue and inside of his mouth. After a few chews, he felt the meat slip down his throat, and the warm feeling travels throughout his body. He knew that the Abyss dragon also approved of the meal and he continued to eat and allowed himself to think as he felt the eyes of his onlooker still on him. Their murderous intent boring through him. But it didn't make him eat any faster, in fact, it actually made him eat slower savoring each piece

Once Marcus was finished, he placed the chop-sticks on the bowl and made his way towards the entrance he had come in from earlier. He could still feel the eyes of his watcher follow him, even as he left the mall and made his way to a park he saw earlier on his walk. But as he enters, he sees black feather falling around him and the first thing he thought to himself.

"Damn it to hell it a fucking Fallen Angel."

Meanwhile, the Abyss dragon was happy because if everything went the way, it wants it would get to kill an angel today. So it waited quietly for Marcus to call for him and for the fallen one to show itself.