Black Rain Villa, Eastern Side.
Shadowy figures clad in black are locked in a deadly strife with a group of multicolored silhouettes. Judging by numbers alone, the multicolored group evidently holds the advantage, their number four to five times that of the black-clad figures. But looking at the battle, it is heavily inclined towards the black figures, with the opposition continually retreating.
Whoosh!
A black crossbow bolt is shot out from the mouth of a crossbow, tracing a distant arc in the air, aiming at a black figure.
Crack!
Just as the arrow is about to hit, the black figure astonishingly swings out a hand, knocking the bolt away! It then smoothly sidesteps the opponent's attack, with both arms bursting out, the palm of its hand, bulging with cross-shaped muscle, imprinting on the back of the Marker.
With a loud thud, the opponent is severely injured, coughing up blood.
