Kraken (1)

"Is this the place?"

The entrance to Incheon Port was blocked by a fence.

The harbor beyond the fence looked grim at first glance.

People were gathered in small clusters near the loaded containers, and most of them had irezumi tattoos covering their arms, shoulders, or even their entire bodies.

Some were even openly wearing knives at their waists.

The port facilities that had been there from the beginning had been abandoned, while furniture hastily dragged out and still wrapped in plastic could be seen here and there.

They had probably taken it out of the containers.

"Bleak."

More striking was the atmosphere.

In Yeouido and at Incheon Airport, no matter how barren things were, some semblance of order existed...