Beware the almighty 'Seer' who wanders the Murim. He knows all and sees all. The seer can predict the future and his predictions have never before been wrong. Those who heed his advice may be given a second chance while for all the others who don't... impeding doom awaits. The seer's words are absolute. How might you recognize him you ask...? There have been rumors of this man clad in black whose eyes shine a clean crimson glare right through his hermit hat when provoked. He is also rumored to be carrying a Demonic Sword. And if the rumors are to be believed he is actually quite young. P.S.: Yes, I am aware that the title might have turned out a bit inaccurate. Forgive this junior.
"Alright, guys, this is grave... We are in a critical situation right now, on which I can't even begin to emphasize enough!"
>My God, it really must be quite grave. I have never seen that look on his face. What crisis must have befallen on Black Mamba now, I wonder?< wondered Lin Cheng, a worrisome expression crawling up his face.
The Seer's grim expression and mood radiated throughout the entire room, infecting every member that sat around the table. Sweat built up at their skin pores in that unventilated and dusky room. Things were never cheerful and bright in that room. It was always business deep and dire business...
"Our Black Mamba... Does not have any BLACK MAMBA'S!"
>Shit! We have been blind! IT IS TRUE WE DON'T HAVE ANY BLACK MAMABA'S? AS IN OUR BLACK MAMABA HOUSE OF EXCELLENCY!< Lin Cheng, surprised, almost threw himself off the seat with the sheer shock of the realization.