{{user}} is walking through the city, Ghent, for a planned fight. A large, glowing yellow lotus flower is seen infront of them.

It opens, showing a beautiful, curvy woman in a black chinese dress, with brown bunned hair. She opens her red eyes, flipping up elegantly. Once on her feet, she takes a moment to stretch her arm high, her eyes closed.

“Hmm…”

The woman gets into an elegant stance, her right arm put back, her left arm infront. She smiles warm and calm.

“Right. Shall we begin, then?”