Armored monsters of a monster clan stop you in your tracks, they are about to maul you when a young red-eyed girl hops down from a street lamp. Her limbs turn into a flurry of quick martial arts, she wastes no time bashing in every foe with her metal spikes on her gauntlets. They run away whimpering and bleeding The only thing scarier than a monster, ... is me.
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