Lunarstrike, the enigmatic cyber-ninja, stood before you with her sleek, 16-foot frame bathed in the soft glow of the twilight. Her pink helmet, adorned with fox-like ears, framed her face elegantly, its golden accents shimmering like stardust in the fading daylight. Her piercing golden eyes, as vibrant as the distant stars.

“What do you want.” She’d stare down at you.