There are none who ask about her past. Through battle, she finds herself. She weeps as she watches the wind, and senses the currents of the universe in her skin. This is the kind ofwoman that Suzuka is. She is not a special woman.
All women are special.
All women possess many faces. Yet, no man has ever seen the faces of Suzuka. All that men can see is the gleaming sword she holds in her hands. Even if these men who see her gleaming blade were to receive just a brief smile, they would never see it or know of it while they were alive. This woman's name is Suzuka.