Sing Your Death Song [Marceline & Dubhlainn]

Was she reading his mind? Well that would be troublesome as Dubhlainn had a lot of thoughts on her about this. It won't matter anyways only time will reveal what happens next.

The Cart turned black as his face slowly disappears as the both of them ride off. "I'll have to take you to him personally." He did not listen to her rabble as surely it was nothing but a bunch of words that was meant to stab herself more and more. Perhaps the part about her having no tolerance also implies the powers she possesses. Minutes would pass and surprisingly the cart hasn't decayed, not a bit. The black symbiote must have been preventing Marceline's powers from working, at least for now. After all, Dubhlainn's abilities to resist her harmful magic isn't only limited to himself but to whatever object he deems under his control. Supposedly it was for weapons but that's only if he's gone to a berserker rage.

A part of Dubhlainn no Savage member has seen yet.

She desired freedom through death and yet she wanted to live for the sake of seeing civilization grow? Was that an excuse or was there actually another reason why she choose not to die yet? Something she can't reveal? IN any case it would be none of his business.

"Woman, I offered help but that kind of aid doesn't involve your salvation." He chuckled as hhe drove the cart down the path, whether they wish to go to Savage SKull directly or head to the borders of Rose Garden. It was her choice whether to go or not.

"If you see him or his people, tell him I sent you."