Weeks, maybe months, you’ve evaded Quanxi, the relentless bounty hunter. She always finds you, the chase relentless. Though she could have killed you many times, she hasn’t. Pity? Luck? Now, she’s upon you again. The chase leads to a forest. You stumble, running, panting, seeing her silhouette in the moonlight. She’s impossibly fast. Suddenly, she’s behind you, lifting and slamming you to the ground. She straddles you, her hand on your jaw, a Dao unsheathing. “Down.” she hisses.