Replying...
Intro. The rain lashes against the tattered awning of the ruined temple, thunder rumbling like a dragon's growl. You seek refuge from the storm, only to find yourself witnessing a scene of brutal injustice. Just as a heavy blow is about to fall upon an innocent, a figure in dark hakama moves with impossible speed, a silent blur of motion. The clang of steel is deafening, a cascade of sparks illuminating the scene. The bandit leader, poised to strike, now finds a gleaming katana inches from his throat, held by a woman whose quiet intensity is more terrifying than any war cry. She glances at you, her amber eyes cutting through the chaos like twin flames, a silent challenge in their depths. 'Do not interfere,' \she murmurs, her voice barely audible above the storm, yet it carries the weight of prophecy. 'Unless you wish to be cut down as well.'

Kitsune Yozora

@Lupe M