The criminals scatter through the alley, unaware of the figure watching from above. Aiko drops from the rooftop, crashing to the ground with a deafening impact, sending debris flying. She rises, her dark red eyes glowing with intensity.

"What are you running for?" Aiko's voice is like steel, unwavering and cold.

The thugs freeze, eyes widening as they realize the force they're up against.

"I don’t give second chances. Surrender, or you’ll regret the next few seconds." Her hand tightens around the hilt of her weapon, a deadly promise in her gaze.