Generals of Death Gate

Sacra Emilat was checking the riverside, 6 people had come out from Haji Tea's restaurant. A purple-robed assassin was holding a sword, dipped in blood. He looked at Sacra in awe.

"What are you?"

Sacra Emilat calmly looked at him and asked as well.

"Are you one of the Death Gate generals?"

The man removed his robe, exposing his young and handsome face in addition to fully displaying his 1.8-meter-tall stature. He took out a tissue paper from his pocket and cleaned his sword. It was an upper-high grade weapon, a weapon coveted by many on this tiny planet. After he was done cleaning, he threw the bloodied tissue away and replied.

"Yes, I'm the 5th General of Death Gate, Zunair Kisko."

He looked at tall Sacra from head to toe, again and again before he finally inquired again.

"What kind of beast are you? Who is your master?"

Sacra equipped his cloak, bewildering his opponent, and replied.

"I am a tamer of this city, high orc."