Chapter 64 Revenge For An Ally

• The morning sky hung heavy, overcast with gray clouds that threatened rain. Logan stood silently between Raven and Red Phoenix as they made their way up a forgotten path outside Hills Valley. The air was damp, carrying the scent of earth and wild grass.
• At the end of the path lay Marcus Armstrong’s grave.
• It was tucked away in a neglected corner, half-hidden by weeds and tall grass. The gravestone itself was cracked, tilted slightly as though time and disregard had tried to bury it completely. Mud stained its surface, the inscription barely visible.