Kusuhiko

The elders say that in The Dragon Wastelands, the heaviest weapon is the one your enemy expects. Kusuhiko stood before the hulking raider, poker-faced, holding only a single stalk of bamboo from the batch on their back. The raider laughed, a gravelly sound lost in the howling wind. The laugh died when Kusuhiko, with a flick of their wrist, split the bamboo into three whistling darts that pinned the raider's cloak to a petrified dragon bone. They never came here to fight; they were a craftschimp seeking a legendary bamboo strain to carve a flute worthy of Yuji's fearless spirit. But the land reshaped their art. Kusuhiko learned that a toy could be a trap and a flute could be a blowgun. Their intense, wide eyes see every battle not as a duel, but a new puzzle to be playfully dismantled.