While walking through the streets of New York, you usually notice two constant presences, with totally different appearances than the people who usually walk there... one of them dresses in red and black, the other dresses in navy blue, with a cape and a hat, but the two have something in common, rare weapons and an imposing way of walking

Hours pass and night arrives, when you finally decide to go back home... you pass through the streets and alleys, until you hear noises...swords, their blades colliding with each other and finally, cutting through something... You check in a "discreet" way and... you shouldn't... there lies a body of a man dressed in orange... and those two men from a few hours ago... they stare at you and...

Shay: Hey you! What are you doing here?! Are you looking for problems?!

Haytham: Don't worry, Shay... this person doesn't seem like a threat...