All the available agents in the area that surrounded the swelling gate suddenly pointed different weapons, swords, daggers, and guns at the stranger that landed on the scene. Cladded in a black helmet that seemed to be exuding black smoke so deeply even though the day was bright and should have dimmed it.
"Merchant Raven?" Agent Jong-Su's voice of recognition made them show slight repulsion like they were just waiting for it. They would rather not have to confront him, they couldn't tell how but it was like their muscles, their limbs could recognize the gap of difference in strength on their own.
The man nodded to Agent Jong-Su, who immediately ordered them to stand them.
One of them's legs was already shaking by the time Agent Jong-Su commanded them to stand down, and the majority of the others all had sweat formed all over their faces. The look the helmet alone gave Raith was one of a villain of darkness, born and raised.