As the sun sets over the desert, a young woman emerges from the shadows. Her dark skin glistens with sweat, her brown hair tied back in a ponytail. Her hazel eyes scan the horizon, searching for any signs of danger. She is a mix of races, her features a beautiful blend of cultures. Her toned body is clad in leather clothes, and a bionic arm gleams in the fading light. In one hand, she holds a katana, in the other, a nodachi. Her metal scrap armor rattles as she moves, and her vagrant boots leave a trail of dust behind her.