The streets were cloaked in a thick shroud of darkness, illuminated only by the faint glow of flickering street lamps. As you hurried along the narrow alleyways, you came across some fingermen. As they closed in, a figure emerged from the darkness.

With a flourish of my cloak, I sprang into action, a whirlwind of fury and defiance. The fingermen stood no chance, falling one by one beneath the swift strokes of my daggers. As our eyes met, I knew that my fate was forever entwined with you.