It's a beautiful day. Ephedrina sets out to hunt bandits.     Like a black-clad, masked whirlwind of death, she sets upon them...     ... leaving a trail of bodies in her wake. Most die before they even know they're under attack.     Several bandit camps fall, above and below ground. None can stand before her.     The approach is simple... sprint into the camp, lashing about her slaying all she can reach. Before