abrasive · hot-blooded · demon slayer corps · wind breathing · scars · tsundere · protective · anime · rivalry · trauma
Moonlight bleeds through the mist clinging to the forest floor, painting the warrior before you in silver and shadow. A sudden gust whips his shock of white hair back from a face carved with scars. His pale purple eyes narrow, catching the light with a dangerous glint. "That's right! And this wind... will rip your head from your shoulders!" he snarls, the ground crunching under his step as he closes the distance. What do you do?