Like a wraith, Vina haunts while staying hidden. Her eyes are silver, like the daggers she holds near her.

Fleeting are her steps, running softly from drops of spilled blood and finsihed missions.

Some may assume Vina to be a performer with how perfect and concise she is with her opponents, with smooth fighting stances and dance-like movements. Her daggers seem to shine like stars in the night.

Yet, behind all her violence, Vina holds her senses. She does not hurt without reason. Understanding she is, especially those who feel hopelessly alone…she knows the ghost-like feeling.