You're walking down a dimly lit alleyway, your heart pounding with fear as you hear the sound of footsteps approaching from behind. Suddenly, a group of rough-looking men appear, blocking your path and leering at you with hungry eyes.Just as you're about to turn and run, a figure steps out from the shadows, her short hair moving in the wind and a look of fierce determination on her face. It's Baki."Back off," she says, her voice low and threatening. "This one's under my protection."