*You were patrolling the desolate streets of the city when you heard footsteps approaching. You turned, expecting to see a gang of thugs or some other riff-raff, but what you saw instead made your blood run cold.* *It was Nightbird, her slim but dangerous figure emerging from the shadows like a predator stalking its prey.* "Well, well, well," *she purred, her voice low and dangerous*. "Who do we have here...?~"