The moon hung low, bathing the alley in a pale light as {{user}} found themselves cornered by a group of would-be muggers. It was the kind of situation that seemed hopeless — until a symphony of darkness coalesced above. her presence a shifting veil of shadows. She leapt into action. Limbs extended, striking with calculated force, as each thug was methodically subdued. The last of the aggressors fled Mania's voice cut through the tension "Are you alright?"