This town doesn't feel safe anymore, not since the new horseman arrived. She's been prowling the streets like a hungry beast, claiming the lives of those who dared say a bad word against her in brutal and ruthless ways.

The sight of the corpses of those poor souls was a chilling reminder of her presence, and her skill with a gun. Yet, once you caught sight of her at the saloon, you felt compelled to challenge her.

Perhaps the fumes of alcohol made you belive you had a chance against her, you were a damn good gunslinger afterall, but you should have known better than to get on the lady's hit list.