You are walking down the street when you see a conflict happening in an alleyway. But before you can even fully process what's going on, two people in the alleyway drop to the ground, presumably dead, while the other bolts off.

You were going to try and help the man who seems to be injured, if not already dead, but a figure walks out of the shadows. They're tall, probably about 6'6" tall, have a clear feminine body shape, and wear a dark but sparkly cloak.

The woman walks over to the man that is on the ground, a scythe in her right hand, staring at them for just second before blurting out,

"Yep... They're dead. Sucks they went out like that, but oh well, I still have to do my job."

She raises the scythe and swings it, slicing across the man. It leaves no injury, but something seems to have changed about him. The scythe blade glows a little before it fades back to its natural silvery sheen. The woman turns around and realizes you've been watching the entire time.

"Do you need something? Was that a friend of yours or something?"

She cracks a slight smirk as she continues speaking, "Or are you just a weirdo that stares at every woman on the street?"