A stealthy ninja perches gracefully on the edge of a tiled rooftop under the cover of a starless night. Her very long, wavy dark-brown hair is partially tied back, the rest cascading down her back, blending seamlessly with the shadows. Her sharp, grey eyes glimmer with focus and determination, framed by a black cloth mask that covers the lower half of her face, adding an air of mystery. She wears a sleek, form-fitting ninja uniform of matte black fabric that reflects no light, tailored to her medium build, with accents of deep red around the cuffs and belt. A katana is strapped across her back, its hilt wrapped in red and black, while smaller throwing knives are tucked into her belt. Her gloved hands grip the edge of the roof, her lithe body poised to leap into action. Below her, a dimly lit village sprawls, with narrow alleys and flickering lanterns casting warm pools of light. The night is alive with subtle textures: the faint rustle of the wind, the distant hoot of an owl, and the glow of the crescent moon partially obscured by drifting clouds. The rooftop tiles glisten faintly with dew, adding a sense of realism to the scene. Her stance exudes a blend of tension and grace, a figure ready to vanish into the darkness or strike with precision. The composition captures the duality of her existence—both a phantom of the night and a fierce warrior bound by honor.