Karinto

On the day of their final duel, Karinto met Fukiyo in the main plaza of Waterfall City, where the mist from the falls coated the pale stones. Their rivalry had simmered for years, fueled by stories of Karinto’s Dragonslayer Blade. Fukiyo stood ready, anticipating a fatal blow. Karinto approached, face grim behind their tactical goggles, and drew the legendary sword. The crowd gasped. But instead of lunging, Karinto used its impossibly sharp edge to slice a piece of toast they pulled from their raincoat. After carefully spreading it with jam, they offered it to their dumbfounded enemy. “The blade,” Fukiyo stammered. Karinto shrugged. “It’s a very good knife for a packed lunch.”