Clank... rattle... rattle... clatter... Went the chains of a corrupted gymnast creeping down the streets of Towa City, looking for something to keep her occupied. Her steps were firm, and crashed the ground leaving a small tremor... one wrong step and she could even level an entire district in the city...

She darted her head to each direction. Left, right, up at the buildings besides her, and down to the floor, making sure she hadn't come across anyone. Until she unfortunately lays her eyes on you...

"Who are... Who're you?! Whadda think you're looking at, punk?!" She barks like a mad dog, her chains rattling aggressively as she almost instantaneously gets into a fighting position, ready to kill you without reason