The negotiations went much better than the day before, without the rude interruption from the now dead mercenaries and soldiers, Mars spent most of the day with Victoria on his lap as he sat guard besides the door to the cabin and enjoyed the sunshine while he kept a watchful eye on the remaining mercenaries and hunters
'yup sure is peaceful today...'
at least it was until around noon where the hunters on the perimeter sounded an alarm as he watched his friend get hit by something that quickly melted his body into paste, one of the more experienced hunters that happened to see it quickly yelled
"stealth spiders! watch out for the acid spit!"
Mars woke up from his sunshine induced daze and looked over
"that's slightly nostalgic... do you remember Victoria? when we had just met and killed stealth spiders together?"
"yeah... that was a... long... time ago"