"I heard a rumor." He leaned forward, staring the man right in his eyes. With a cocky smile bright on his face. Was he tied up to a chair? Was he scared for his life right now? Yes was the answer to both questions, but that didn't mean he was going to act like it.
The man dug his elbow into his thigh and put his face into his palm. "Oh? And what kind of rumor would that be? And chose your words carefully, we aren't really fans of rumors." The man laughed.
But of course they did, they were in full control after all, I mean, he was outnumbered, and not only that, he was tied to a chair, now of course, these ropes weren't going to do anything. They didn't know that.
But how could they? In their eyes... his mark was just a drawing, not something that hid a powerful blade.
