Everyone was shocked at Marth's newly found power, his burning eyes were filled with hatred and a thirst for revenge as they narrowed at Peach.
"Peach, who did this to you?" He asked calmly.
Peach felt her body begin to freeze as she stared at him with an expression he'd never seen before.
"Who was it?" Marth asked in a serious tone.
'Those marks. They're all over his body!' Wolf thought, completely terrified.
"Marth, what's happened to you?" Peach asked.
Marth felt his heart accelerate as he looked at his left hand, clearly amazed at his new power that he held.
"Don't worry. I'm fine, its only the power coursing through me. In fact, I've never been able to feel this incredible." He said, turning his hand into a fist.
"He gave me this gift, and he made me understand what I am now. I'm an avenger: To walk my path, I must have power. Even if it means being consumed by darkness. Now tell me, who was the one who did this to you, Peach?" Marth asked.
"That'll be me." Fox said. Marth fixed his eyes on him, and with blinding speed, grabbed both his arms and pinned him down with his boot on his back. A sinister smirk crossed his lips as he began to break both Fox's arms.
"You seem to be very proud of these limbs of yours." Marth wickedly said, pushing Fox's body down as he yanked his arms. When he eventually did yank his arms off, he turned to Wolf, walking towards him and completely ignoring Peach.
Peach was terrified at how Marth had changed slightly. Once again letting herself be taken by the waves of sensations she was feeling, she ran forth and embraced him, tears flowing down her cheeks.
"Stop it…" She whispered. "Please just stop this madness…"
He looked at her tear-stained face until the black marks on Marth began to subside and he once again became unconscious as Wolf gathered his team and disappeared.