Later that day, Kim Jong-Seo and his two sons were sitting in his room, talking about the recent events.
"The Black Swords?" Jun-Ho asked incredulously. "But they are a myth, a legend told by the people to scare each other."
"That man out there was very much alive." Shin said darkly, a low grumble escaping his lips. His shoulder was bandaged, and it still hurt, making him feel slightly irritated.
"You say he had a tattoo on his right hand?" Kim Jong-Seo asked in a pensive tone. He was not looking at anybody in particular but gazing out the window of his room.
"Yes." Shin answered with a short nod. "On the back of his right hand he had a black mark representing a long sword."
"What about the other two? Did they have the same mark?" Kim Jong-Seo asked, continuing to look outside the window.
"No. We've checked but only the swordsman had it." Shin finished in a low voice.
