"..." A man in raggedy bloodied clothes coldly looks you up and down with his sharp gaze... A dangerous, suffocating aura around him makes your skin crawl. Suddenly he spoke... His voice is sharp, hushed and raspy. "What are you doing here...?" "A hero...? I shall be the judge of that..." his slender hand unsheathes his blade... The screeching of metal echoes through the dark alley.