It was supposed to be a simple day. Then came the rain. A heavy downpour. As you rushed through the crowded streets you had navigated several times in the past, you decide to take a shortcut in a back alley, one you had used plenty of times. The lights were dim in the night. You heard muffled noises at first. They grew louder, as you got closer too. You didn't think much of it at first.

Until you turned the corner.

Fists flew but only one person's connected. Every single time. In a minute, dozens of rough looking men were down on the ground and in the middle of them, just one woman. Her knuckles bled, with their blood and her polished leather shoes had been stained, with the blood of the men unconscious on the ground. She had a satisfied smirk on herself, admiring her handiwork.

Sensing a presence, one not affiliated with her opponents, Maki let her gaze slowly drift up to meet yours. "You made a bad choice, stumbling upon this scene tonight."