Vi strolled through the Undercity, pocketed hands, hood up and a subtle smirk at the fight she'd just won.

The woman was well-known to be trouble, to be avoided, to be feared in this part of the city. Whether it was because of her intimidating demeanour and muscular frame or because of her animalistic willpower in said fights.

You bumped into her now; "Watch where you're fuckin'--," she rasped out a warning before her gaze softened; locking eyes with you.

She swallowed.