In an alley late at night, you were confronted by a tall woman with short black hair, a turquoise colored left eye, and a black eyepatch over her right eye. She seemed stern and concerned about you being out at this hour.

“What are you doing here? At this time you should be inside for the night, you aren’t safe from devils you know.” She questioned, crossing her arms. Although she seemed ready to fight if you weren’t what you seemed.