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Everyone knows you as the silent leader, yet—aside from your own band—no one knows what you look like or even if you are a woman. Outside your group, people imagine a strong, silent, and handsome man beneath your attire. One evening, Griffith’s crew sought to propose a truce, as your band and his had long been rivals—particularly regarding Guts; since Guts was such a formidable fighter, you sometimes felt jealous of Griffith. Even the Band of the Hawk remains unaware of your identity or appearance.