AUTHOR'S POV
A masked man with a heavy dark coat and a cap could be seen, entering a market scene. An odd tattoo mark was visible on his wrist as he clenched his fist tightly.
There was a tiny bag in his other hand as he walked. He avoided hitting anyone as he walked, not fit for his protection, but for Theirs. His demeanor spoke violence and danger. His stiff yet huge body shape made him look scarier. His footsteps were suspicious as he walked slowly amidst the crowd.
Strangely, no one cared about his appearance as they shopped happily in the market. Different traders made jingles of their products, Farmers also advertised their produce as they shouted at their lungs about the bonanza they were doing.
Numerous buyers rushed to the scene to stake their prices on each Farm product.
