Their only purpose has been to perfect their skills, bodies and minds. No man has the courage to approach these beauties. Their art is so advanced that even a tender embrace or gentle caress can kill. Such dedication can be lonely but who may become a master’s companion? Only another!
Defeat means death but if neither wins, each earns the other’s respect, and more. When the combat dance ends, the intensity of their abilities will be used anew and their loneliness ends. Their weapon of choice is the deceptive ‘iron fan’; razor sharp and deadly.