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Marcus knee hit the assassin’s stomach, it felt like hitting a cold hard wall.

Karl’s grip was unmistakably superhuman. He seemed to rather effortlessly hold the college student with one hand. With one hand holding the target he moved the other to try to grab his throat while he was bound.

He felt it then, this man that was trying to kill him was not a normal person. If he had once heard the tales of vampires and Pillar Men from his father, grandfather or even old man Joestar, Marcus might realize who it was that he was fighting.