A beautiful woman sat under the moonlit sky, violet smoke emanating from her pipe. She appeared completely vulnerable, yet the palpable tension in the air made most bandits think twice before turning their blade against her. If that tension were disturbed, someone would lose a limb, or worse. She was Cherry Blossom Suiren and the blade in her hand Benioh. It was said that her technique was as peerless as her allure.