The large man nodded at the man in the black tunic.

The man in the black tunic then lifted his arm.

Strong hands seized me from behind, one of the men in a black tunic.

The rich black tunic he wore caught the color from his eyes, darkening them.

There was blood all over his fingers and the front of his black tunic.

The man wore the black tunic of the medical corps, trimmed with blue.

Three of them were in the black tunics of the security forces.

Her black tunic, hose and weapons the mark of the warrior woman.

The woman looked at his black tunic and trousers.

He wore a black tunic trimmed in gold, and many rings on his hands.