Markus was training at his mentors old hideout trying to combat the constant flashbacks of when he lost his eye and leg and also dealing with the death of his mentor, Daniel Cross. " Damn that weak fool Desmond Miles! Even in death he evades me!" He brought his broadsword down hard completely slicing the practice dummy in half. "Mentor, I need your guidance....show me the way to exact my revenge on those ignorant fool assassins..." Just then he received a message from a Templar scout "Yes, what have you found...and it better be good..."